Pineapple Sundays

Tell me a little bit of something Baby I know you Last night drop L bombs I really love you Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple Pink frames on your face and you sparking one But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do Only time I do lines if it scripts with you Last night did a 100 on the freeway No tickets on the dash do we rush love You pretty little thing did we grow up Wake up to the sand and a brighter sun So tell me what we waiting for Phone ring Yonce put a ring on it I know I'm talking crazy I been waiting on you The party still cracking these girls ain't you Tell me a little bit of something Baby I know you Last night drop L bombs I really love you Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple Pink frames on your face and you sparking one But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do Only time I do lines if it scripts with you Your love feel like a Sunday Day off in the summer Summer up in London Call me Ozzie on the bat I'm gonna hit it different I'm gonna eat it different Grilled veggies on the plate like we tryin to live forever Sunset at seven diving in the moonlight You walking around the room like Striptease like I ain't gonna knock out the park girl please At the Waldorf Astoria body changing like the seasons Tell me a little bit of something Baby I know you Last night drop L bombs I really love you Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple Pink frames on your face and you sparking one But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do Only time I do lines if it scripts with you Tell me a little bit of something Baby I know you Last night drop L bombs I really love you Love you