When she walked across the city Wearing nothing but my hoodie She became my summer plans. And I think she might be crazy But not the jealous kind of crazy The kind whose eyes light up at the chance. And on the forms her ethnicity is "other" I've never had an "other."
Virtue or vice add 'em up She's 110 pounds of everything I love
Chorus Little spark floats in on the breeze She lands in my lap and she's just what I need She doesn't care when the sun comes up She doesn't care if they're watching us Little spark she glows as she please She light up the town leads me dizzy through the streets No she doesn't care when the sun comes up She doesn't care if they're watching us She doesn't care if we just lay around and touch.
So we go to her apartment On top of new york city And then some chic new place up town And I probly don't belong here But I'd like to learn the language And she's buying everyone another round Amid 'em all she sits there grinning And she orders up some spicy fucking drink I'll end up finishing
The social storm she stirs up I just gotta ride it out until it's just the two of us
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She crawls across the sheets like she's about to pounce Her eyes ignited like to sable suns And I can feel her breathing as I softly offer up my body Slowly overwhelming me she She leans in close and then she Beats on my chest like a drum She always ruins every moment and it's really kinda fun