Good Morning

Every Friday night it seems I lose my mind, next morning open the blinds and the sun still shines We went through 1, 2, 3, 4 bottles of cheap wine, when God painted you, baby, he wished he could sign You're so divine, told every angel that he aced the design You make life feel like a movie, wish that I could rewind Shoot my shot just like I'm Steph, step to the three-point line I'd do anything for you, baby, and I wish I was lyin', it's like.. I see you every time I close my eyes, I think you're just my type, don't have a thing to decide Don't want a thing on the side, I want you all to myself Read all the books on your shelf, hear every secret you tell, buy you Dior and Chanel If I had three wishes, I would only need one, drive to pick you up early, spend a day in the sun Let's stay out too late and make mistakes, cause we're young, help you pick up all the pieces when the damage is done