Motorbike

I, I haven't got a clue
What I'm supposed to do tonight
There's dishes in the sink
Your hair is in the drain and I forgot to say

Clean up your shit
I don't want it here

You, you think I'm dumb
And I don't know a thing, but I'm fully aware
That love, it comes and goes
And I don't know a thing, no, I don't know a thing

So pack up your things
I don't want you here

Hey, you're not being loud enough

Oh, ooh

You, you think that I
I'm only what I like, well, you're right
Yeah, you pull up outside
You're on a motorbike and I start to think

Oh, bring all your shit
And get over here
And get over here

Hey, you're not being loud enough

Oh-ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander George Edward Crossan, Madeleine Haenlein
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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