Hobosexual Paroles

I just wanna touch your places
But you make it complicated
There's no point in arguin' if you're not in this
You're so quick to push me 'cause you know my limits

Now I'm back on this couch surfin'
I don't wanna wake you up
I might be out of luck
Now I'm back on this couch smokin'
And I don't wanna wake you up
'Cause this thing it ain't love

One more time (Brr, brr)
I pull up to your [?]
Swear I wasn't gon' spend the night (Oh, no)
I wish I was yours (Yeah), I wish

When I got the new Mercedes (Drop top)
You noticed all the sudden changes (So what?)
You said that I was actin' dangerous (Yeah) Now you wanna throw the blanket, yeah

Now I'm back on this couch surfin' (Surfin', yeah)
I don't wanna wake you up (I don't wanna wake you up)
I might be out of luck (Oh, oh)
Now I'm back on this couch smokin' (Smokin', yeah, yeah)
And I don't wanna wake you up (I don't wanna wake you up)
'Cause this thing it ain't love

One more time (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I pull up to your [?] (Yeah, ayy)
Swear I wasn't gon' spend the night (Oh, no)
I wish I was yours, I wish