Jordan Blake - Festivals | Текст песни

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• Jordan Blake
• Festivals

its was cold out, San Francisco bay
i took my coat off, to keep it cozy

you looked at me i looked at you
moved your hand in mine,
i said what you want to do?

I'm not looking for love, maybe a little fun
don't ask my name girl, i am not the one

shot glasses and blunts thou
i took a hit of L on the farris wheel
lets get numb

take me higher, higher,
you turn me on.
my minds like maybe,
ya right get gone.

It was hot out, coachella night
long hair, bright eyes,
you know just my type
you were lying about your favorite bands
i stared and acting like i didn't care

cut the bull shit, i know we both on
just tell me something so she said
I'm not looking for love maybe a little fun
don't ask my name boy I'm not the one

shot glasses and blunts thou,
I'm a sucker for snack wraps and ya-yo.

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