Lyrics

Met you in the springtime Must've knew you in a past life Now we're trading keys Got a drawer for your things And we're looking at apartments Say you've never seen The Office Is it even still on Netflix? Kicking it at my house Sitting on the couch And we're putting on the pilot There's a voice inside my head, it's saying Get it right, get it right Right Get it right, get it right Right But when we're all alone I'm singing Get out of your jeans, sit with me Pour another glass, we're tipsy, yeah Yeah, yeah, aww yeah I love it when you steal my hoodie I'll even let you choose the movie, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, alright Two P.M. on Sunday Baileys in the coffee You in my right hand Broom as a mic stand Dancing to Billie Tell me about your dream last night Cause I love when you speak your mind And I'd do anything to keep you on the loveseat with me There's a voice inside my head, it's saying Get it right, get it right Right Get it right, get it right Right But when we're all alone I'm singing Get out of your jeans, sit with me Pour another glass, we're tipsy, yeah Yeah, yeah, aww yeah I love it when you steal my hoodie I'll even let you choose the movie, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When I close my eyes at night, I'm thinking Get it right, get it right Right Get it right, get it right Right Tell me how'd it get so late, I'm falling Loving the idea of waking up with you With you Get out of your jeans, sit with me Pour another glass, we're tipsy, yeah Yeah, yeah, aww yeah I love it when you steal my hoodie I'll even let you choose the movie, yeah Yeah, yeah I can see the way you love me Every time you bring me coffee, yeah Yeah, yeah, aww yeah I love it when you steal my hoodie We can watch that '80s movie, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Austin Ledyard, Brayson Wong, Michael Kragelj, Myles Philpott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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