Sofa Song

The city freeze 'fore 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 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 loaded gun
I don't know if he wants my girl's heart or her pearls, oh
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



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Pritchard
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