Friends Don't Fuck

Say you don't want nothing serious
Are you serious?
'Cause you've been acting kinda curious
Am I delirious?
'Cause I think that you kinda like when I like when you wrap your hands around me
And I think that I kinda like when you like when I roll my eyes and talk sweet

Everybody knows we don't just talk
Get more lost in every line we cross

You say we're just friends
Friends don't fuck on weekends
Hold you when you're sleepin'
Leave you feelin' la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don't have their, clothes in your apartment
Take you home from the bar and
Got you feelin' la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Somеwhere in-between thеse sheets we get
More into this
And sometimes it seems like our common sense
Is incompetence
'Cause I think that you kinda like when I like when you're touching on my body
And I think that I kinda like when you like when I'm acting kinda naughty

Everybody knows we don't just talk
Get more lost in every line we cross

You say we're just friends
Friends don't fuck on weekends
Hold you when you're sleepin'
Leave you feelin' la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Don't have their, clothes in your apartment
Take you home from the bar and
Got you feelin' la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Friends don't -, yeah
Leave you wondering
Where their love is
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)
Friends don't -, yeah
Leave you wanting
Their lips on your skin
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)
(Friends don't fuck on the weekends)



Credits
Writer(s): Kelsey Klingensmith, Gus Ross, Hosu Yoon, Hosu, Gutav Alexander Crawley Ross Skinner
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