Kooks. Sofa Song. Zeneszám

The city freeze for I just realised I don't like you Me and my girl Are going out for some air And I will do my best Just to get under her dress And catch you out if I can On the other side of my sofa Won't you come on over At the side of my sofa Oh won't you come on over The city heated up it It got blurry cause I'd had enough And he tried to take your soul But didn't realise you keep it in a different hole Won't you come on over At the side of my sofa Oh won't you come on over So here he comes, a man with A loaded gun, I don't know if he Wants my soul or my Cash flow, I s'pose I don't know So here he comes, a man with a A loaded gun I don't know if he Wants my girl's heart or her pearls I s'pose I don't know I s'pose I don't know I s'pose I don't know I s'pose I don't know I s'pose I don't know