Dirty Nice - Sophie, What's Up
And when I think of you I see stripes of some kind I like your stories
And the way that you say my name
But why does it feel like Why does it feel like
Why does it feel like Something else is going on? What’s going on?
Sophie, what’s up?
Sophie, what’s up?
Sophie, what’s up?
Is the love that you got not love enough
What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?
So now you know my number off by heart
Yeah you know, you know what I’m gonna say before I start And I said “I love you”
And you said it back
But why does it feel like Why does it feel like
Why does it feel like Something else is going on? What’s going on?
Sophie, what’s up? Sophie, what’s up? Sophie, what’s up? Sophie, what’s up?
Sophie, what’s up?
Sophie, what’s up?
Sophie, what’s up?
Is the love that you got not love enough
What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?
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Your lips are moreish And when I think of you I see stripes of some kind I like your stories And the way that you say my name But why does it feel like Why does it feel like Why