Drew Barrymore

I want this forever, just you in the grotto With nothin' but your nights on, we keep all lights on Same again tomorrow, we don't need no bottle Purple colored lip-gloss, room with the saguaro Ain't nowhere I'd rather be, right here in the holidays Coffee on the flintstone, jewelry on the ottoman Baby, let me in, oh, for I get way too adamant about it Love the way you shiver, dig in to my shoulder blades Feel it when you quiver, higher level, elevate You could be the renegade, Bonnie to a Clyde Harrelson and Juliette, legends never die The TV hasn't worked in ages, probably got a shorted cable Way too busy falling of the sofa or the kitchen table Is my vision hazy? 'Cause you look like you're someone famous 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for, oh 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're something like the summer, kinda like a hurricane Sweepin' through the desert, hot Americana rain fallin' Wearing nothing but my Lauryn Hill shirt, it's kind of baggy on you, baby, but it work The AC hasn't worked in ages, I could probably read the label Way too busy falling of the counter or the coffee table Am I hallucinating? Why do you look hella famous? 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for, oh 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) I want this forever, just you in the grotto With nothin' but your nights on, we keep all lights on Same again tomorrow, we don't need no bottle Purple colored lip-gloss, room with the saguaro Ain't nowhere I'd rather be, right here in the holidays Coffee on the flintstone, jewelry on the ottoman Baby, let me in, oh, for I get way too adamant about it Love the way you shiver, dig in to my shoulder blades Feel it when you quiver, higher level, elevate You could be the renegade, Bonnie to a Clyde Harrelson and Juliette, legends never die The TV hasn't worked in ages, probably got a shorted cable Way too busy falling of the sofa or the kitchen table Is my vision hazy? 'Cause you look like you're someone famous 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry) And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for) 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry And I want more (more, more, more) And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for