Fucking Like It's 1970
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Leave your phone in the kitchen
Walk back to the bed
I like you looking natural
With that bandana on your head
They told you on Sundays
All that feels good is a sin
Well, heaven is right here, baby
And we're already in, yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Dance with me baby
To the music we can understand
Your face against my neck
My denim in your hands
Could you fall for a lover
In a rock and roll band?
Would the lord give you his blessing?
Could I be your only man?
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Oo, when i get down on my knees
I see the forest through the trees
If I get lost
You'll still come for me
Yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Leave your phone in the kitchen
Walk back to the bed
I like you looking natural
With that bandana on your head
They told you on Sundays
All that feels good is a sin
Well, heaven is right here, baby
And we're already in, yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Dance with me baby
To the music we can understand
Your face against my neck
My denim in your hands
Could you fall for a lover
In a rock and roll band?
Would the lord give you his blessing?
Could I be your only man?
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Oo, when i get down on my knees
I see the forest through the trees
If I get lost
You'll still come for me
Yeah
Angel, spread your wings
Let me see your divinity
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Free yourself
Of the 21st century
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
Tonight we're fucking
Like it's 1970
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Writer(s): Jason Sereno
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