1950

I hate it when dudes try to chase me

But I love it when you try to save me

‘Cause I'm just a lady

I love it when we play 1950

It's so cold that your stare's 'bout to kill me

I'm surprised when you kiss me

So tell me why my Gods look like you

And tell me why it's wrong

So I'll wait for you, I'll pray

I will keep on waiting for your love

For you, I'll wait

I will keep on waiting for