Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonah Clydesdale
Songwriter
Adam Wittekind
Songwriter
Kae Klinger
Songwriter
Sean Ellis
Songwriter
Lyrics
Can my boyfriend come to the house party and meet all of my new friends
I think if he could meet you all then he would understand
That there's no need for fretting my friends would not hurt a fly
Much less your goddamn feelings despite the look behind my eyes
The look behind my eyes
Hypnotizing compromising subtle moves indiscreetly tryna read your mind
Squeezing lemon juice on mine
And I spent too long last summer just crying about my ex
But maybe I just miss the way she looks at me
You kept looking over
And you kept moving closer
Hey baby would you mind if I put my arm around your shoulder
And you can tell me all about your plans while I fall asleep
And I'll tell you bout my new songs in the morning as you leave
Oh, oh, oh, my cutthroat Aphrodite
These shoes they fit so nicely
Oh, oh, oh, I feel like Tyson Ritter
You've never gonna get her back
Oh, oh, oh, the drugs have got me dizzy
But I love the way you kiss me
Oh, oh, oh, my fingertips are bluffing
Feel your lips and I feel nothing else
Can my boyfriend come to the house party and meet all of my new friends
I think if he could meet you all then he would understand
Can my boyfriend come to the house party and meet all of my new friends
I think if he could meet you all then he would understand
Can my boyfriend come to the house party and meet all of my new friends
I think if he could meet you all then he would understand
Oh, oh, oh, my cutthroat Aphrodite
These shoes they fit so nicely
Oh, oh, oh, I feel like Tyson Ritter
You've never gonna get her back
Oh, oh, oh, the drugs have got me dizzy
But I love the way you kiss me
Oh, oh, oh, my fingertips are bluffing
Feel your lips and I feel nothing else
Writer(s): Jonah Clydesdale
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