(On a body like, body like)
Six weeks in
And he's giving
Me everything I ever asked
Telling me
I'm beautiful on the reg
Yeah, whenever he gets a chance
Loves a FaceTime
Gives me laugh lines
sofá surfs when I cannot sleep
Oh, he's such a dream
No stress, no fights
It's so easy with him
He's just not that type
He's so close to perfect, oh, I couldn't ask for more
23 hours a day and I can't find a flaw
But try as I might when his clothes are on my bedroom floor
I can only get excited when I'm on
On a body like, body like yours
Ten weeks in
And he's cooking
Me dinner cos I had a day
He likes to
Surprise me
In all the cutest ways
Such a catch but
It's just bad luck
That I don't look at him that way
Oh, it's such a shame
'Cos
He's so close to perfect, oh, I couldn't ask for more
23 hours a day and I can't find a flaw
But try as I might when his clothes are on my bedroom floor
I can only get excited when I'm on
On a body like, body like yours
No stress, no fights
It's so easy with him
He's just not that type
No stress, no fights
It's so easy with him
But it only feels right
(On a body like, body like...)
Only get excited when I'm on
On a body like, body like yours
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