Lyrics

Op Shop Lover Whoa, you're so careless, you're teaching me to care less And leaving me so breathless with your style and stick awareness Fools love pretending, we're richer than we are Clothes from old grandpas And fools love pretending, we're richer than we are Still pray that my car starts So, how did I get so lucky? Hand in hand, in second-hand stuff Ooh, you look so lovely You're my diamante in the rough And you're never fussy Love that you love doing nothing Let's try on another My Op Shop Lover (ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Scoured every store within this Town filled with funny business You put me in those dresses Laugh at me in public places (haha) Life in present tense Sleeping in the car The back of your Toyota Livin' life in present tense Sittin' on a fence Wondering how it ends How did I get so lucky? Hand in hand, in second-hand stuff Ooh, you look so lovely You're my diamante in the rough And you're never fussy Love that you love doing nothing Let's try on another My Op Shop Lover That's actually you know (woo) That's actually you know I love that shit, I love it Fools love pretending We're richer than we are (richer than we, richer than us) Fools love pretending (ooh-ooh-ooh) We're richer than we are (ooh, ooh-ooh) How did I get so lucky? Hand in hand, in second-hand stuff Ooh, you look so lovely You're my diamante in the rough And you're never fussy Love that you love doing nothing Let's try on another My Op Shop Lover
Writer(s): Louis Stanley Leimbach, Oliver Jay Leimbach, Grant Perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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