San Pellegrino

San Pellegrino on a Sunday
On your couch, yeah those are the best days
You're finding ways to annoy me
Take me to your room and enjoy me
Yuh
Taste of blood orange on my tongue
Savor the warmth of the afternoon sun
Today is getting away from me
Cause all I wanna do is nothing together
Curiously you ask if I got any plans and to just stay a little longer
I'll just cancel my day
Keep everything just the same, stick around drinking
San Pellegrino on a Sunday
On your couch, yeah those are the best days
You're finding ways to annoy me
Take me to your room and enjoy me
San Pellegrino on a Sunday
San Pellegrino on a Sunday
I could be your best friend, something of the sort
You wanna hold my hand but you don't seem really sure
There really ain't no pressure, just happy that I met ya
We could kick it till we're even
Till you're high and can't remember
Where you left the remote, now we missed the whole show
Didn't pay attention we gave into the tension
And we ain't even spoke, except for some corny jokes
And I told about the dream I had where Dwayne the Rock was my dad
San Pellegrino on a Sunday
On your couch, yeah those are the best days
You're finding ways to annoy me
Take me to your room and enjoy
San Pellegrino on a Sunday
San Pellegrino on a Sunday



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Coleman Munk, Shania Molina
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