I Told You
Arms around my shoulder and I'm back on the plane
Getting carried far away just like way back when
Running away from my hometown
But it's gonna be two more hours
The stewardess wants to know Sekt or wine
By the look of your face it's your very first time
Just curious, do you like me now?
This is how you should be flying
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
LH heavy pushing back from the gate
And we're not fucking sitting way back there
Close the curtains, leave trouble behind
But it's gonna be two more hours
You say you don't wanna see me no more
That it's over like Greensleeves at the Fillmore
Take separate ways from the terminal maze
It will only be two more hours
It's gonna be two more hours
I say, oh
It's our Black Diamond Bay
Your heart's just erupted
But I'm eight miles high and away
Oh, and begging me to stay
But business won't win me over you know
'Cause I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
What are you going to do?
I'll get down on my knees
What if she leaves you alone?
I'll reach her on her phone
What if she runs away?
I guess I'll beg her to stay
What are you going to say when something ain't right
And I know and I know and I know and I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
Getting carried far away just like way back when
Running away from my hometown
But it's gonna be two more hours
The stewardess wants to know Sekt or wine
By the look of your face it's your very first time
Just curious, do you like me now?
This is how you should be flying
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
LH heavy pushing back from the gate
And we're not fucking sitting way back there
Close the curtains, leave trouble behind
But it's gonna be two more hours
You say you don't wanna see me no more
That it's over like Greensleeves at the Fillmore
Take separate ways from the terminal maze
It will only be two more hours
It's gonna be two more hours
I say, oh
It's our Black Diamond Bay
Your heart's just erupted
But I'm eight miles high and away
Oh, and begging me to stay
But business won't win me over you know
'Cause I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
What are you going to do?
I'll get down on my knees
What if she leaves you alone?
I'll reach her on her phone
What if she runs away?
I guess I'll beg her to stay
What are you going to say when something ain't right
And I know and I know and I know and I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I told you I told you I told you I told you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
I think you're dynamite
And beautiful too
I think you're one of a kind
And I love you
Credits
Writer(s): Magnus Lindstad Jacobsen, Dag Eirik Clausen, Daniel Wakim, Oyvind Godvik Svendsen
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