Style by Tua Mouse Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I know I'm cringy with the pickup line
It made you laugh, everything's all right
You look so pretty in my big sweatshirt
And when you fell from Heaven I bet that it probably hurt
(Chorus)
You could turn on the TV but I'd only end up watching you
And I don't need much money, you and me could always be destitute
Yeah, I don't drive real fast; that's not my style, I'd rather be going 20 miles an hour with you in the back
Sunday afternoon
(Verse 2)
You take me by the hand, will we walk the line?
With your voice like honey, will you tell mе it'll all be fine?
(Chorus) x2
You could turn on the TV but I'd only еnd up watching you
And I don't need much money, you and me could always be destitute
Yeah, I don't drive real fast; that's not my style, I'd rather be going 20 miles an hour with you in the back
Sunday afternoon
I know I'm cringy with the pickup line
It made you laugh, everything's all right
You look so pretty in my big sweatshirt
And when you fell from Heaven I bet that it probably hurt
(Chorus)
You could turn on the TV but I'd only end up watching you
And I don't need much money, you and me could always be destitute
Yeah, I don't drive real fast; that's not my style, I'd rather be going 20 miles an hour with you in the back
Sunday afternoon
(Verse 2)
You take me by the hand, will we walk the line?
With your voice like honey, will you tell mе it'll all be fine?
(Chorus) x2
You could turn on the TV but I'd only еnd up watching you
And I don't need much money, you and me could always be destitute
Yeah, I don't drive real fast; that's not my style, I'd rather be going 20 miles an hour with you in the back
Sunday afternoon