Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Are, artist - MOD SUN.
Date of issue: 10.03.2017
Song language: English
You Are |
You are the only one that gets inside my head |
You are the only one I want inside my bed |
And when my phone ring, you the only one that I answer for |
I know you got your own thing |
But I’ll give you anything that you askin' for |
'Cause I can be a better man |
Tell you all about my past if you promise not to judge |
And come up with a better plan |
Start thinkin' 'bout my future and put down some of these drugs |
Dreamin' 'bout you all night lately damn near drove me crazy |
Maybe you the one to save me, maybe have my baby |
And quit trippin', I ain’t lookin' at these other women |
I know she got different ones, I got up on the television |
And now I’m gettin' famous, you know how we livin' |
I’m surrounded by these people sinnin' |
You know that’s a given |
And people talk, but we don’t listen |
You ain’t got no competition |
It don’t matter where I sing, you the one thing I be missin' |
You are the only one that gets inside my head |
You are the only one I want inside my bed |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Okay, I want… |
And when my phone ring when we together |
Shit, I ain’t pickin' up for nothing |
Yeah, we do our own thing |
In the day, we makin' love, and then at night, we just be fuckin' |
Kinda like Sid and Nancy, but you way more fancy |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you |
And quit trippin', I ain’t lookin' at these other women |
I know she got different ones, I got up on the television |
And now I’m gettin' famous, you know how we livin' |
I’m surrounded by these people sinnin' |
You know that’s a given |
And people talk, but we don’t listen |
You ain’t got no competition |
It don’t matter where I sing, you the one thing I be missin' |
You are the only one that gets inside my head |
You are the only one I want inside my bed |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Okay, I want… |
Alright, I can still remember how the weed smelt |
So I’m not wearin' a seatbelt |
If we crash, you crash |
Let’s fuck right now, if it lasts, it lasts |
Take a little puff, pass it, I’m a little bombastic |
I always keep it real, and I ain’t got a will |
But if I die, I want a candy pink casket, that’s it |
Peep the way I slide in |
Got bitches doin' what I say, Simon |
Like, «Climb in, suck this, don’t touch these diamonds» |
I’d rather be drivin' than arrivin' |
And I’d rather be livin' than survivin' |
I’m in over my head, your silhouette |
Fucked her three times, but she won’t give me head |
Ay, all it takes is time |
And I tell her anything just to change her mind, like |
You are the only one that gets inside my head |
You are the only one I want inside my bed |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Alright, alright, okay, okay |
Okay, I want you, okay, I want you bad |
Okay, I want… |