Frank Ocean in the background while I shower and I'm watching you dress
I laugh when you freak out about your hair because you're cute when you're stressed
There's something 'bout the way that she loves me
When she sees me start to get ugly
Frank Ocean in the background while I shower, goddamn you're the best
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
There's something 'bout her accent, makes me wonder where the hell she came from
And she cooks just like my mama, and her manners make me feel right at home
I love the way she says that she loves me
Even when I start to get ugly
There's something 'bout her accent and the way that we dance when we're drunk
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
day run out Video (MV)
Performed By: lovelytheband
Language: English
Length: 3:54
Written by: Christian Medice, Kevin Fisher, Mitchy Collins, Paul Klein
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Frank Ocean in the background while I shower and I'm watching you dress
I laugh when you freak out about your hair because you're cute when you're stressed
There's something 'bout the way that she loves me
When she sees me start to get ugly
Frank Ocean in the background while I shower, goddamn you're the best
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
There's something 'bout her accent, makes me wonder where the hell she came from
And she cooks just like my mama, and her manners make me feel right at home
I love the way she says that she loves me
Even when I start to get ugly
There's something 'bout her accent and the way that we dance when we're drunk
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
I laugh when you freak out about your hair because you're cute when you're stressed
There's something 'bout the way that she loves me
When she sees me start to get ugly
Frank Ocean in the background while I shower, goddamn you're the best
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
There's something 'bout her accent, makes me wonder where the hell she came from
And she cooks just like my mama, and her manners make me feel right at home
I love the way she says that she loves me
Even when I start to get ugly
There's something 'bout her accent and the way that we dance when we're drunk
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you
Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem
You don't got a lot of time, but waste it all on me
Here's my paradise, laying on the couch
We're just watching the day run out
Black coffee, wake up when we wanna
'Cause we got no place to be
Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell like whiskey
No, I wouldn't change a thing
Writer: Christian Medice, Kevin Fisher, Mitchy Collins, Paul Klein
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.