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Took the third time before I finally caught her name (Uh) Held it with the clarity of Autumn rain It's the morning, the rain stop falling and your girls stopped calling But you're hoping that she calls again (Uh) Says she hates men and that we're all the same I'm with somebody else, I'll probably let it fall to flame But with her, it's like we share the same sort of brain So I dial her up and see if I can let a fool explain And she's the only one I'm holding when the day's cold And her's the only place I'm headed when the day's old Like when the day's young, we travelled every place Told, create a move on the move and leave our place sold (Aye) 'Cause' she's the one I thought I'd never meet Two left feet on the leather street (Uh) Joy started pinging off a better beat Right now, it's better than it's ever been True Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) Smooth like the change of the season Break up, we ain't need a reason to Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) Smooth like the change of the season Break up never be a reason Songtexte Uh, you say you'll get your coat, I say I'll get it for ya Checking all your pockets probably the paranoia (Uhh) Getting close, obvious that I adore ya One false move and we're history, call me Mr Moyer Maybe you're genuine, maybe I should let you in Maybe I should focus on myself and get to shed this skin Or maybe not You're half-hearted like the melanin And living off this shit that this success can bring They don't know the stress it brings, uh Even though the mess I'm in Two mortgages, you even know the debt I'm in Suttin', suttin', I can't get away with anything Like my phone blings and I let it ring, right now I wrote the first verse I've written in weeks Manager belling my phone but I don't wanna' speak, It's peak (Uh) Reject call, message at the beep Select all and then press delete Peace Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) Smooth like the change of the season Break up, we ain't need a reason to Uh, my french vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uh) Smooth like the change of the season Break up never be a reason My French vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend My French vanilla butter pecan Bouncing back and forth every weekend Son of the taxi driver: A video on youtube or something Taxi driver: Okay Son: Yeah, Oh my god, can you take a picture, yeah? Taxi driver: Alright, I will Son: Alright then, bye guys Taxi driver: Later, bye Son: Thanks, and your music's amazing! Loyle Carner: Thank you very much He sounds like a sweet boy man, yeah good boy He's lucky to have a good dad like you as well Not many people have that, you know (Ottolenghi plays) Loyle Carner: So what you think then? Taxi driver: Uh? Loyle Carner: What you think then? Taxi driver: Yeah it's cool, man Loyle Carner: Thank you, bruv Aus Songtexte Mania