I think we'd Get Along
I-I-I close my eyes
Think about the time I'm wasting
You and I
We make sense
No I'm not faking
Baby can you hear me out
Can you think about it once
Maybe think about it twice
Blow my hand I roll the dice
Baby it's a game of life
Can you play along with me
Hold my hand and run around
You're my wife we're meant to be
Baby can you get along with me
Cause there's some things
I cannot leave
Just like
The way the light hits your face
You like to fight that's not the case
I hate this drive it's out my way
But just for you I'll come today
I'm looking for some love
That you aren't giving
You ain't look my way
Until I start singing
Said you like my voice
I said I like yours too
Why don't you come on back
I said I love you too soon
Best friend thinks I'm crazy
You know I'm spending all my time
Looking for my wife
Its boring being on my own
Looking tonight
I think you're on your phone
Wrote you this song
I think we'd get along
The way you wear those jeans
It got me crazy
There's some shit I wanna see
So come and take me
Up the stairs to your room
And lets get nasty
Or we can talk about ourselves
Forget the past please
In love with your eyes
In love with your smile
In love with your face,
Oh please let me get a taste
Oh I just want a date
I got some seats reserved for us
gotta be by two
So fly and pretty
I can make your dreams come true
Best friend thinks I'm crazy
You know I'm spending all my time
Looking for my wife
Its boring being on my own
Looking tonight
I think you're on your phone
Wrote you this song
I think we'd get along
Think about the time I'm wasting
You and I
We make sense
No I'm not faking
Baby can you hear me out
Can you think about it once
Maybe think about it twice
Blow my hand I roll the dice
Baby it's a game of life
Can you play along with me
Hold my hand and run around
You're my wife we're meant to be
Baby can you get along with me
Cause there's some things
I cannot leave
Just like
The way the light hits your face
You like to fight that's not the case
I hate this drive it's out my way
But just for you I'll come today
I'm looking for some love
That you aren't giving
You ain't look my way
Until I start singing
Said you like my voice
I said I like yours too
Why don't you come on back
I said I love you too soon
Best friend thinks I'm crazy
You know I'm spending all my time
Looking for my wife
Its boring being on my own
Looking tonight
I think you're on your phone
Wrote you this song
I think we'd get along
The way you wear those jeans
It got me crazy
There's some shit I wanna see
So come and take me
Up the stairs to your room
And lets get nasty
Or we can talk about ourselves
Forget the past please
In love with your eyes
In love with your smile
In love with your face,
Oh please let me get a taste
Oh I just want a date
I got some seats reserved for us
gotta be by two
So fly and pretty
I can make your dreams come true
Best friend thinks I'm crazy
You know I'm spending all my time
Looking for my wife
Its boring being on my own
Looking tonight
I think you're on your phone
Wrote you this song
I think we'd get along
Credits
Writer(s): Rashan Calleja
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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