Lyrics

Gettin so tired Of all these big quale fryers You're that next, like That's not the blessed life So throw your hands in the air That's my people right there We come a long way Down from the first day The taste was bitter sweet And I like it Back on the bottle And I don't know what it means But I like it Some things ain't always what it seems But I like it I like that bitter sweet I like that melody That's something I keep But I like it I like the thing you do It's in your attitude I do, I do, yes I like it Ooh-wee! Never gonna be the one, no To tell you what to do, yes I leave that up to you, yeah But you could be cool Well you could be fine But you got to come clean, yeah Got to come clean, yeah Oh you could be cool (Could be cool, could be cool) Could be fine (Can be fine, baby) But you gotta come clean, yeah Got to come clean, yeah But you could be cool (Could be cool, could be cool) Could be fine (Can be fine, baby) But you gotta come clean, yeah Got to come clean, yeah Never felt love like this before, I never Never felt love like this before, I never Never felt love like this before, I never Never felt love like this before The taste was bitter sweet And I like it Sunday on a key But I like it Some things ain't always what it seems And I like it I don't know what it means But I like it
Writer(s): Iain Gordon, Tehimana Kerr, Chris Faiumu, Scott Towers, Toby Laing, Dallas Tamaira, Joseph Lindsay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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