Sofa Song

The city freeze for
I just realised I don’t like you
Me and my girl
Are going out for some air
And I will do my best
Just to get under her dress
And catch you out if I can
On the other side of my sofa
Won’t you come on over
At the side of my sofa
Oh won’t you come on over
The city heated up it It got blurry cause I’d had enough
And he tried to take your soul
But didn’t realise you keep it in a different hole
Won’t you come on over
At the side of my sofa
Oh won’t you come on over
So here he comes, a man with
A loaded gun, I don’t know if he Wants my soul or my Cash flow, I s’pose I don’t know
So here he comes, a man with a A loaded gun I don’t know if he Wants my girl’s heart or her pearls
I s’pose I don’t know
I s’pose I don’t know
I s’pose I don’t know
I s’pose I don’t know
I s’pose I don’t know