Sofia

Sofia, dresses just like the nineties And Sofia has cigarette holes in her jeans She doesn't even under, doesn't even under Doesn't even understand my love for her She can never wonder, she can never wonder She can never wonder, wonder if she has love for me If she has the love for me Shout and scream like me on my knees I can't touch you, I can only see Sofia tastes like-like-like, Sofia tastes like everything that's pure Mixed with um, some tobacco and some cheap street food Sofia never fusses much 'cause Sofia got a lot-lot-lot, lot-lot in store I heard like, she does photography Two cups of honeydew, isn't that a lot Sofia left me on the corner, hey that's better than being stood up on the spot Hey hey, mmm And she would never apologize for any of her wrongs And that is why I love her, I'd give her my time in this song Hey hey, in this song Shout and scream like me on my knees I can't touch you, I can only see