Vinyl by Kira Kosarin Lyrics
We used to listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
Remember when you ruined dinner tryna sneak a peek at me
I know it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl
Chance on the radio
Gambino in the car
Frank Ocean on the stereo
Bublé under the stars
Tori Kelly with a melody
James Blake with a mellow beat
We would
We would listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
Remember when you ruined dinner tryna sneak a peek at me
I know it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl
Turn off the radio
I'll pick up a guitar
And show you the song I wrote
About that night before the bar
Ed Sheeran with a melody
James Blake with a mellow beat
We would
We would listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
And then you’d ruin dinner tryna to sneak a peek at me
And then it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
Remember when you ruined dinner tryna sneak a peek at me
I know it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl
Chance on the radio
Gambino in the car
Frank Ocean on the stereo
Bublé under the stars
Tori Kelly with a melody
James Blake with a mellow beat
We would
We would listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
Remember when you ruined dinner tryna sneak a peek at me
I know it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl
Turn off the radio
I'll pick up a guitar
And show you the song I wrote
About that night before the bar
Ed Sheeran with a melody
James Blake with a mellow beat
We would
We would listen on vinyl
Behind a hand rolled cigarette
Mess around in the blue room
To that song that I can't forget
I would wear your old dress shirt with nothing underneath
And then you’d ruin dinner tryna to sneak a peek at me
And then it all got so final
But it still makes me smile
We used to listen on vinyl