MUSICs FOR YOU

Where the summers are charades now

I don't know what you've been told

Sun is going down, time is running out

Come on, Harry, we wanna say goodnight to you

I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
You got a lotta nerve, don't you, baby?
I only hit the curb 'cause you made me
You're tellin' all your friends that I'm crazy
Like I'm the only one
Why'd you throw them stones if you
Had a wild hair of your own or two?
Livin' in your big glass house with a view...

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My baby want a Birkin, she's been tellin' me all night long

I know I have good judgment, I know I have good taste

I didn't think you'd understand me

So why would you leave me waiting outside the station

Chill out, whatcha yellin' for?

Telling myself I won't go there