Nice To Meet You
I see you like your friend Jim
And that's why I'm also following him
And now we have a mutual friend
And you must know how this ends
I don't know where it began
I gotta say that I'm your craziest fan
Every move you make is on my phone
And if you ask me if I know you
I say I don't
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
Oh, yeah. Nice to meet you baby
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest
I saw you going out with some fellas
That shit made me jealous
But I pretend that is okay
I don't care about your money
Just want you to call me honey
And I'll call you bae
I know you're full of options
Babe, you can feel free
But you could choose me
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
What's your name?
Nice to meet you, baby
I keep pretending I don't know any shit about you
And you are so falling in love with me
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
And that's why I'm also following him
And now we have a mutual friend
And you must know how this ends
I don't know where it began
I gotta say that I'm your craziest fan
Every move you make is on my phone
And if you ask me if I know you
I say I don't
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
Oh, yeah. Nice to meet you baby
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest fan
I'm your biggest
I saw you going out with some fellas
That shit made me jealous
But I pretend that is okay
I don't care about your money
Just want you to call me honey
And I'll call you bae
I know you're full of options
Babe, you can feel free
But you could choose me
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
What's your name?
Nice to meet you, baby
I keep pretending I don't know any shit about you
And you are so falling in love with me
I'm heading to the backstage
Of a fucking great concert
You can have a drink
It's on me
Tell me what's your name
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
Nice to meet you, baby
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Writer(s): Victoria Brow Borges, Alexandre Fabbri
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