Come Over And Love Me
Like, do you want it in the back seat?
Or maybe on the floor?
Come over and love me
I just want some more
Some more
Never thought I'd be begging you to spend some time with me
Never thought I'd be begging someone to come and love me
Standing in the kitchen (standing in the kitchen)
She's sleeping upstairs (she's sleeping upstairs)
I'm drinking up some coffee (I'm drinking up some coffee)
I'm thinking, "Does she care?" (I'm thinking, "Does she care?")
Like, do you want it in the back seat? (The back seat)
Or maybe on the floor? (On the floor)
Come over and love me (and love me)
I just want some more (I just want some more)
Some more
Time is ticking and we're slipping away
I'm getting sad when I see your face
Begging for your love feels like a race
I gotta stop driving for my sake
Not the same, you never listen
Don't know what I'm talking about again
Not the same, you're still missing
You don't know what I'm loving you for
Like, do you want it in the back seat? (The back seat)
Or maybe on the floor? (On the floor)
Come over and love me (and love me)
I just want some more (I just want some more)
Some more
Begging for your love feels like a race
I gotta stop driving for my sake
Or maybe on the floor?
Come over and love me
I just want some more
Some more
Never thought I'd be begging you to spend some time with me
Never thought I'd be begging someone to come and love me
Standing in the kitchen (standing in the kitchen)
She's sleeping upstairs (she's sleeping upstairs)
I'm drinking up some coffee (I'm drinking up some coffee)
I'm thinking, "Does she care?" (I'm thinking, "Does she care?")
Like, do you want it in the back seat? (The back seat)
Or maybe on the floor? (On the floor)
Come over and love me (and love me)
I just want some more (I just want some more)
Some more
Time is ticking and we're slipping away
I'm getting sad when I see your face
Begging for your love feels like a race
I gotta stop driving for my sake
Not the same, you never listen
Don't know what I'm talking about again
Not the same, you're still missing
You don't know what I'm loving you for
Like, do you want it in the back seat? (The back seat)
Or maybe on the floor? (On the floor)
Come over and love me (and love me)
I just want some more (I just want some more)
Some more
Begging for your love feels like a race
I gotta stop driving for my sake
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Writer(s): Sir Taegen Harris
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