Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, hmm
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, hmm
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, hmm
Familiar-ar, I’m so-so, fa-fa-familiar-ar to you
All these days I get to spend with you
You remind me why I’m in love with you-you
[?] with you-you
I can’t imagine you with somebody else
Won’t let it happen, if I do then I’ll hang myself
In [?] fashion, the silent days like this is hard to adapt with
Hard to adapt with
And the sex is good, and the head is good (Too)
Can you tell me, what’s the problem?
But I, but I, but I, but I
But I, but I seem to fuck it everytime
Familiar-ar, I’m so-so, fa-fa-familiar-ar to you
All these days I get to spend with you
You remind me why I’m in love with you-you
[?] with you-you