| You’re so cool, yeah
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| When it’s dark and you still got your shades on
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| You’re still cool, yeah
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| Driving around in your blacked-out jeep
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| So cool, yeah
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| Think I wanna know you better, yeah
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| What’s it like being great, ay
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| So cool under pressure, yeah
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| What’s your size for the ring?
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| Tell me what it’s like to be you, to be you, ay
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| Tell me what it’s like to be cool baby
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| We could be discreet what’s to lose, what’s to lose
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| You my everything, you’re my mood, you’re my mood, ay
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| Still, you check the mirror every day
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| What you tryna find, I don’t know, I don’t know, ay
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| You look hella fine, don’t you know, don’t you know
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| That you look so damn cool to me
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| You is on my mind all the time
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| You is my supplier, my muse, you my muse, ay
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| You my synthesizer, my groove, you my groove, ay
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| You is my religion, my truth, yeah yeah yeah
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| Make me wanna spend all my time
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| Make me wanna spend it on you, only you, ay
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| Make me wanna love who I am, who I am
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| So one day I could love you too, ay ay ay
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| Falling over beats, tripping on my stanzas
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| Wake up, give you my side of the bed, romantic, ay
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| Every time it rains, turn into a dancer, ay
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| Hope you ain’t ashamed when I put them hands up, ay
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| Ain’t no perfect timing, you know, yeah you know
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| You can pick the time and I’ll show, and I’ll show, ay
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| I can pick the place if you need babe
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| 'Cause you and I know you can eat, baby
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| Still, you check the mirror every day
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| What you tryna find, I don’t know, I don’t know, ay
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| You look hella fine, don’t you know, don’t you know
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| That you look so damn cool to me
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| So cool, so cool, yeah
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| You, look cool, look cool to me, yeah
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| I think I wanna get to know you
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| Think that I might be your type
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| And you should let me show you
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| That I could make it, ay, I could make it right
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| I could be your one and only
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| Tell me everything you like, mmh-mmh
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| And you should let me hold you
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| When everything is, ay, everything is, ay
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| Everything is hopeless, ay
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| I’ll pick up the pieces
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| I’ll fix your Mona Lisa
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| Your body’s all I know, ay
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| My ma gon' need to meet you
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| My kid gon' need your features
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| That smile is made of gold, ay
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| And I ain’t got no father
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| 'Cause he couldn’t be bothered
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| But I have seen the sun
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| And every time it rises
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| It complements your eyelids
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| And I know you’re the one
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| I’m climbing, I’m close
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| I’ve been reaching for the stars
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| But it’s you with the glow
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| And the glass is half empty
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| But together it’s full
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| And I’ll be the bartender
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| If it ever gets low
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| And it’s you that’s on my mind
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| When I’m out of mind
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| And I see your potential
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| Even outta sight
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| But if you get the message
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| And I’m outta time
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| Just know I did my best
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| And you’re still so cool to me
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| Yeah
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| You’re still so cool
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| You’re still so cool |