Lyrics The Idea Of You - Evie Irie

The Idea Of You

Met you in my apartment
Shy guy, but I’m not bothered
'Cause I liked your sense of humour
Twenty-two, at least that’s the rumours
Last summer, on Melrose
You saw me and I liked your clothes
Buzz cut, blue eyes like marbles
The kinda guy that goes for the models
No, I don’t mean to fall hard
'Cause I don’t even know who they are
Not tryna be a player
But I just got a real big heart
Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you
Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you
I know we got no history
But I wonder why you kissed me
Ooh, I really like the idea of you
Met you in the line at a restaurant
We danced in the dark, like rockstars
You gave me your jean jacket
Butterflies, damn, how’d this happen?
You play guitar like Mayer
And you seem like you’ve got layers
But I think I met your girlfriend
What a shame, I’m not your girlfriend
Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you
Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you
I know we got no history
But I wonder why you kissed me
Ooh, I really like the idea of you
I like the idea
Don’t know if I’ll ever really know you
But I like the idea
I like, I like, I like, I like it, I like the idea
Don’t know if I’ll ever get to know you
But I like the idea
I really like the idea of you
Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you
Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you
I know we got no history
But I wonder why you kissed me
Ooh, I really like the idea of you
Ooh, I really like the idea of you
Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you
I know we got no history
But I wonder why you- me
Ooh, I really like the idea of you