bon vivant
Take a look at me now
I'm standing still, I wonder "What do I want?"
I think of money but it's never enough
So many people think they got what they want, Oh my god (Mundane)
Guess who's drinking tonight?
I think that we don't need to leave it hangin'
I got your number, shall we go out tonight?
To the nearest cinema, walkin' like the girl from Ipanema
Swaying back and forth, to the left, to the right (alright)
Can I take you out for tonight? (I mean...)
Can I really take you out for two nights?
Ones for the get-go, ones for the let-go,
'haps maybe we can hit the O's, don't say no
Just let go, then baby we go cardio
Wake up, wake up
I'm tryna groove to the bassline (like)
Straight up, why your hips lookin' so locked up, I mean...
Come on, dance it out, let us sink to the night, I mean...
Can I really take you out for a ride?
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
I wonder how you've been doing all this time...
I've been checking you out on Instagram
for the past couple of weeks, and you seem to be fine.
However, the last time you posted was 2 years ago.
Also, I still have that poem I wrote.
Don't get cocky, it's not about you.
It's written using the blood of the parrots
that I taught how to sing.
Although you're now M.I.A.,
Once we get to see each other,
I will read it for you as our closure.
Please...
Call me once you're somewhere in Geneva.
I'm standing still, I wonder "What do I want?"
I think of money but it's never enough
So many people think they got what they want, Oh my god (Mundane)
Guess who's drinking tonight?
I think that we don't need to leave it hangin'
I got your number, shall we go out tonight?
To the nearest cinema, walkin' like the girl from Ipanema
Swaying back and forth, to the left, to the right (alright)
Can I take you out for tonight? (I mean...)
Can I really take you out for two nights?
Ones for the get-go, ones for the let-go,
'haps maybe we can hit the O's, don't say no
Just let go, then baby we go cardio
Wake up, wake up
I'm tryna groove to the bassline (like)
Straight up, why your hips lookin' so locked up, I mean...
Come on, dance it out, let us sink to the night, I mean...
Can I really take you out for a ride?
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
Bon vivant, bon vivant, bon vivant
I wonder how you've been doing all this time...
I've been checking you out on Instagram
for the past couple of weeks, and you seem to be fine.
However, the last time you posted was 2 years ago.
Also, I still have that poem I wrote.
Don't get cocky, it's not about you.
It's written using the blood of the parrots
that I taught how to sing.
Although you're now M.I.A.,
Once we get to see each other,
I will read it for you as our closure.
Please...
Call me once you're somewhere in Geneva.
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Writer(s): Bilal Raditya
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