Stacey Kay - 11 O'clock Number

So Fresh

You came in with the breeze
Swept me off my fricken feet
Feels like I can finally breathe
You're so fresh baby!
You're so fresh baby!
Yeah
You're California by the sea
I'm barefoot walking on the beach
You're juicy like a tangerine
You're so fresh baby
You're so fresh baby
Yeah

It's like I just woke up
Some sleeping beauty kinda shhhhh
I got a real head rush
Soon as you hit me with that kiss

You're like bom ditty bom ditty bom bombay
My own little own little holiday
Oh, oh (Are ya with me now, do ya get me now)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Are ya with me now, do ya get me now)
You're like bom ditty bom ditty bom bombay
Ringing that bell, come-a come out and play
Oh, oh ('cause I'm with you now, shadow on the ground)
Oh-oh-oh-oh ('cause I'm with you now, shadow on the ground)

You came in with the breeze
Swept me off my fricken feet
Feels like I can finally breathe
You're so fresh baby!
You're so fresh baby!
Yeah
You're California by the sea
I'm barefoot walking on the beach
You're juicy like a tangerine
You're so fresh baby
You're so fresh baby
Yeah

Come on bring you home
Gotta show you what I own
Need a little time alone
'Cause you got that oh oh
You think I'm joking but
Never been more serious
Wiki wiki stop make my heart drop yas

You're like bom ditty bom ditty bom bombay
My own little own little holiday
Oh, oh (Are ya with me now, do ya get me now)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Are ya with me now, do ya get me now)
You're like bom ditty bom ditty bom bombay
You keep ringing that bell, come-a come out and play
Oh, oh ('cause I'm with you now, shadow on the ground)
Oh-oh-oh-oh ('cause I'm with you now, shadow on the ground)

You came in with the breeze
Swept me off my fricken feet
Feels like I can finally breathe
You're so fresh baby!
You're so fresh baby!
Yeah
You're California by the sea
I'm barefoot walking on the beach
You're juicy like a tangerine
You're so fresh baby
You're so fresh baby
Yeah

What the hell what the hell was I doing before ya
Who the hell who the hell was I doing before ya
What the hell who the hell was I doing before you
What the hell what the hell was I doing before ya
Who the hell who the hell was I doing before ya
What the hell who the hell was I doing before you
What the hell what the hell was I doing before ya
Who the hell who the hell was I doing before ya
What the hell who the hell was I doing before you

Yeah
You came in with the breeze
Swept me off my fricken feet
Feels like I can finally breathe
You're so fresh baby!
You're so fresh baby!
Yeah
You're California by the sea
I'm barefoot walking on the beach
You're juicy like a tangerine
You're so fresh baby
You're so fresh baby
Yeah

Credits
Writer(s): Bonnie Baker, Stacey Kay, Emily Doty
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