Practically Strangers

My baby's out in Georgia
singin' Ray Charles when I leave her
I'm coming back to see ya
Cherry on ya lips
No it couldn't taste any sweeter
Rockstar little moonshine
In the daylight you're a diva
You probably won't meet my mama
It's fine cause I don't think you wanna
It's better avoiding the drama
Keep all our problems under the covers
No better time when it's raining
You pull up to pull out the blankets
You in and out like LA shit
Damn you're my favourite
Should I feel bad for the neighbours
They haven't complained yet
But they probably hate us
Now you got me
Love drunk off of your fragrance
We're practically strangers
Though it feels like
i've known you for ages
Got a phone call from Porsche
in my hotel in Bora Bora
I forgot where I was
Stepped outside
And fell into the water
Really hard to ignore ya
With that rose colour scheme aura
In the back of your truck
Yellow tunnel
It's a summer dream for ya
I really don't know shit about you
That's something that we'll get around to
When we got a minute to spare
But this loving affair
Is what it come down to
Baby i'm already knee-up
But don't wanna sink any deeper
Know that you don't want it either
Though you a keeper
Should I feel bad for the neighbours
They haven't complained yet
but they probably hate us
Now you got me
Love drunk off of your fragrance
We're practically strangers
Though it feels like
i've known you for ages
(and ages, ages and ages, yeah)
Known you for ages
(Known you for ages and ages, ages and ages, yeah)
I've known, I've known, I've known (I know)



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Gray, Dylan Joel, Cameron Robertson
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