Sofa

She’s reinventing loving me

When we’re resembling cutlery on the sofa

It must have been about 5.01

Like my blue ripped jeans

And my eyes are closed

And I’m way too tired

Hoody still smells of the beach bonfire

On the sofa, where we lay

I wanna stay inside all day

And it’s cold outside, again

And we’re both so high

We could fly to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica

We can go where you want

Say the word and I’ll take ya

But I’d rather stay on the sofa

On the sofa, with you

When the morning comes

We’re not watching Formula 1

It’s not what we breathe for

So kick off the day with Friends on T4

Two, boiled and brew

Two sugars ain’t too sweet for you

On the sofa, where we lay

I wanna stay inside all day

And it’s cold outside, again

And we’re still so high

We could fly to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica

We can go where you want

Say the word and I’ll take ya

But I’d rather stay on the sofa

On the sofa, with you

And it feels like I’m flying

And it feels like

We could go to Berlin, Tokyo or Jamaica

Through the streets of New York

That is where I will take ya

Paris, Rome, to Rio

Passing through Las Vegas

We can go where you want

Say the word, and I’ll take ya

But I’d rather stay on the sofa

On the sofa

On the sofa, with you