The Neighbourhood

Oh, she knows what I think about and what I think about. One love, two mouths. One love, one house.

Touch my neck and I'll touch yours. You in those little high waisted shorts, oh.

The goosebumps start to raise. The minute that my left hand meets your waist.

And all I am is a man, I want the world in my hands, I hate the beach but I stand in California with my toes in the sand.

Use the sleeves of my sweater. Let's have an adventure. Head in the clouds but my gravity centered.