Tulsa
Tulsa, Oklahoma, barely even know ya
That's just how it goes sometimes
I can't keep you off my mind
Vodka in your soda always brought us closer
I can feel your breath on mine
Every time I close my eyes
You got me high
Smokin' all your cigarettes
Now I won't forget, I know the kind you like
No, we didn't make it to the bed
Before you took your hands, put 'em on my thighs
Is this what it feels like
Is this what it feels like
To fall in love
To fall in love
You say you don't know me
Now you take it all slowly
But you think I would lie to you
Put my shit aside for you
Two dope kids under pressure, yeah
Feel too deep but the sex is rare
You know I would die for you
If you hold me
Let me flip you around and get close to you
Wanna tell you you're mine, fuck what we're supposed to do
Wanna be the shoulder you can lean on
Wanna write you one or maybe three songs
Show you just how much you really mean to me
Baby, come on close, don't be mean to me, uhh
Don't be mean to me, yeah
Gonna laugh a little bit, gonna cry a little bit
Hold her tight a little bit
And she take a little hit (Take a little hit)
Got me smokin' like we fuck
Like we'll never get enough (Like we fuck)
I'll protect her, she the one, she my pretty lil' drug
'Cause she's too dope and I try to pretend so I hide (Uh huh, don't)
But I like, Tulsa, Oklahoma (I like)
'Cause you got me high
Smoking all your cigarettes
Now I won't forget, I know the kind you like
No, we didn't make it to the bed
Before you took your hands, put 'em on my thighs
Is this what it feels like
Is this what it feels like
To fall in love
To fall in love
Ride for you, die for you
You know I ride for you, die for you, yeah
Ride for you, die for you
You know I'd die for you, yeah
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride, ride, ride, ride
That's just how it goes sometimes
I can't keep you off my mind
Vodka in your soda always brought us closer
I can feel your breath on mine
Every time I close my eyes
You got me high
Smokin' all your cigarettes
Now I won't forget, I know the kind you like
No, we didn't make it to the bed
Before you took your hands, put 'em on my thighs
Is this what it feels like
Is this what it feels like
To fall in love
To fall in love
You say you don't know me
Now you take it all slowly
But you think I would lie to you
Put my shit aside for you
Two dope kids under pressure, yeah
Feel too deep but the sex is rare
You know I would die for you
If you hold me
Let me flip you around and get close to you
Wanna tell you you're mine, fuck what we're supposed to do
Wanna be the shoulder you can lean on
Wanna write you one or maybe three songs
Show you just how much you really mean to me
Baby, come on close, don't be mean to me, uhh
Don't be mean to me, yeah
Gonna laugh a little bit, gonna cry a little bit
Hold her tight a little bit
And she take a little hit (Take a little hit)
Got me smokin' like we fuck
Like we'll never get enough (Like we fuck)
I'll protect her, she the one, she my pretty lil' drug
'Cause she's too dope and I try to pretend so I hide (Uh huh, don't)
But I like, Tulsa, Oklahoma (I like)
'Cause you got me high
Smoking all your cigarettes
Now I won't forget, I know the kind you like
No, we didn't make it to the bed
Before you took your hands, put 'em on my thighs
Is this what it feels like
Is this what it feels like
To fall in love
To fall in love
Ride for you, die for you
You know I ride for you, die for you, yeah
Ride for you, die for you
You know I'd die for you, yeah
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride for you, die for you
Ride, ride, ride, ride
Credits
Writer(s): Sabrina Louise Bernstein, Lauren Ashley Sanderson
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