Lyrics
I want this forever, just you in the grotto
With nothin' but your nights on, we keep all lights on
Same again tomorrow, we don't need no bottle
Purple colored lip-gloss, room with the saguaro
Ain't nowhere I'd rather be, right here in the holidays
Coffee on the flintstone, jewelry on the ottoman
Baby, let me in, oh, for I get way too adamant about it
Love the way you shiver, dig in to my shoulder blades
Feel it when you quiver, higher level, elevate
You could be the renegade, Bonnie to a Clyde
Harrelson and Juliette, legends never die
The TV hasn't worked in ages, probably got a shorted cable
Way too busy falling of the sofa or the kitchen table
Is my vision hazy?
'Cause you look like you're someone famous
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for, oh
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're something like the summer, kinda like a hurricane
Sweepin' through the desert, hot Americana rain fallin'
Wearing nothing but my Lauryn Hill shirt, it's kind of baggy on you, baby, but it work
The AC hasn't worked in ages, I could probably read the label
Way too busy falling of the counter or the coffee table
Am I hallucinating?
Why do you look hella famous?
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for, oh
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
I want this forever, just you in the grotto
With nothin' but your nights on, we keep all lights on
Same again tomorrow, we don't need no bottle
Purple colored lip-gloss, room with the saguaro
Ain't nowhere I'd rather be, right here in the holidays
Coffee on the flintstone, jewelry on the ottoman
Baby, let me in, oh, for I get way too adamant about it
Love the way you shiver, dig in to my shoulder blades
Feel it when you quiver, higher level, elevate
You could be the renegade, Bonnie to a Clyde
Harrelson and Juliette, legends never die
The TV hasn't worked in ages, probably got a shorted cable
Way too busy falling of the sofa or the kitchen table
Is my vision hazy?
'Cause you look like you're someone famous
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry (Barry, Barry)
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for (for, for)
'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
And I want more (more, more, more)
And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I'm loving you for