RED PEPPER

He was the type of man written by a woman
The type that doesn't piss you off, yell, scream, cheat
And I know I've romanticised the idea of romance in my mind
But, I think of him every night
And I can't get that picture of him out of my mind

Sweet Red Peppers
Baby got them cheeks, red sweatin'
Maybe you and me dance pressin'
Elevator buttons upwards to the roof under the stars I'll tell the truth

I tried to deny it, I wrote a list
Of pros and cons of why I can't do this
But my eyes are just fixated on your lips
I can hear em in my mind saying "hey! gimme a kiss"
Well what a rush
Didn't know we'd have to keep it hush
Water rushing under rainbows is what I think of us
Guess that's just how the game goes
Is this love or lust
I'm guessing like a game show maybe I'm in luck
Baby I'm in luck
Baby I'm in luck
Like a centrepiece
Imma show you off
Baby come with me, I'll give you all you want
That's a wedding ring
You want a Doberman
You want a Audemar
I'm good at working hard
I see us going far
You think that choice that hard?

(I'll put a hole in ya fuckin head)

If you don't choose me I'll put a hole in your fucking head
If you don't choose me I'll put a hole in your fucking head
If you don't choose me I'll put a hole in your fucking head
If you don't choose me I'll put a hole in your fucking head

Sweet Red Peppers
Baby got them cheeks, red sweatin'
Maybe you and me dance pressin'
Elevator buttons upwards to the roof under the stars I'll tell the truth
Sweet Red Peppers
Baby got them cheeks, red sweatin'
Maybe you and me dance pressin'
Elevator buttons upwards to the roof under the stars I'll tell the truth



Credits
Writer(s): Silvan Mcghee
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