Yours

Got a 20 pound note rolled up rolled up A lil' squashed in my pocket Don't you give me those eyes We can stop by the shop get some rum if you want it want it I'm tired tryna fight it and fight you Fight this and fight it all Let's get out of the rain Get a cab to my house we can snuggle up Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo it's yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo all yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo it's yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo all yours Got your hands in my head And the door starts to ring I'm guessing that's the pizza Well let him quiver in the cold ‘Cause all that I want is a piece now of you love hold us I'm tired tryna fight it and fight you And fight this and fight it all Let's get out of the rain Get a cab to my house we can snuggle up Kinda like that Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo it's yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo all yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo it's yours Oo hoo hoo oo hoo hoo all yours It's yours na Na na na na na na all yours No oo oo ha hey hey hey it's yours Oh no oo oo oo ah ah ah all yours