Oliver Francis - Bouquet lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - Bouquet lyrics]
Hands on her waist
Hands on her waist
I've been singing something
Something sad and slow
Loud and out of tune
Smile on her face
She's been thinking something
And there's something I've been dying
To do to you
I was dreaming of a place
Where sunshine warmly lit your face
An orange bouquet for you
I would always put your first
I'll dig my hip bones into yours
The way it feels
When we do what we do
Alone in your room
Hands on her waist
Hands on her waist
I've been singing something
Something sad and slow
Loud and out of tune
Smile on her face
She's been thinking something
And there's something I've been dying
To do to you
I was dreaming of a place
Where sunshine warmly lit your face
An orange bouquet for you
I would always put your first
I'll dig my hip bones into yours
The way it feels
When we do what we do
Alone in your room
Hands on her waist
I've been singing something
Something sad and slow
Loud and out of tune
Smile on her face
She's been thinking something
And there's something I've been dying
To do to you
I was dreaming of a place
Where sunshine warmly lit your face
An orange bouquet for you
I would always put your first
I'll dig my hip bones into yours
The way it feels
When we do what we do
Alone in your room
Hands on her waist
Hands on her waist
I've been singing something
Something sad and slow
Loud and out of tune
Smile on her face
She's been thinking something
And there's something I've been dying
To do to you
I was dreaming of a place
Where sunshine warmly lit your face
An orange bouquet for you
I would always put your first
I'll dig my hip bones into yours
The way it feels
When we do what we do
Alone in your room