Favourite Flavour

Hello,
I've got a bad case of getting stuck in the rat race,
It's like I'm finishing last place,
And I just want to go home,
And my feet hurt, Name tag pinned to my T-shirt,
Its eighty quid what my weeks worth when it's all said and done.

When I come home, knots inside me come undone,
Think I've found my someone, I think I've found my someone.

(Why?)

Cause you're my favourite flavour,
It's how he made you, Just want to taste you,
You're my Lord and Saviour,
It's nothing major, Just want to praise you.

Ice cream and strawberry sauce, You make me forget it all,
Chocolate chip and butter cream, You mean everything to me.

When I come home, knots inside me come undone,
Think I've found my someone, I think I've found my someone.

(Why?)

You're my favourite flavour,
It's how he made you, Just want to taste you,
You're my Lord and Saviour,
It's nothing major, Just want to praise you.

You're my favourite flavour.



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Jack Rylance
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