Sofia, dresses just like the nineties

And Sofia has cigarette holes in her jeans

She doesn't even under, doesn't even under

Doesn't even understand my love for her

She can never wonder, she can never wonder

She can never wonder, wonder if she has love for me

If she has the love for me

Shout and scream like me on my knees

I can't touch you, I can only see

Sofia tastes like-like-like, Sofia tastes like everything that's pure

Mixed with um, some tobacco and some cheap street food

Sofia never fusses much 'cause Sofia got a lot-lot-lot, lot-lot in store

I heard like, she does photography

Two cups of honeydew, isn't that a lot

Sofia left me on the corner, hey that's better than being stood up on the spot

Hey hey, mmm

And she would never apologize for any of her wrongs

And that is why I love her, I'd give her my time in this song

Hey hey, in this song

Shout and scream like me on my knees

I can't touch you, I can only see