作曲 : Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Ben Joyce/Lawrence Dickens

作词 : Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Ben Joyce/Lawrence Dickens

Took the third time before I finally caught her name (Uhh)

Held it with the clarity of Autumn rain

It's the morning, the rain stop falling and your girls stopped calling

But you're hoping that she calls again (Uhh)

She said she hates men and that we're all the same

I'm with somebody else I'll probably let it fall to flame

But with her it's like we share the same sort of brain

So I dial her up and see if I can let a fool explain

She's the only one I'm holding when the days cold

And her's the only place I'm heading when the days old

Like when the days young we travelled everyplace told

Creative move on the move ?

(Aye) Cause' she's the one I thought I'd never meet

Two left feet on the leather street (uhh)

Joy started pinging off a better beat

Right now it's better than it ever been

True

(Uhh) My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uhh)

Smooth like the change of the season

Break-up we ain't need a reason, to

(Uhh) My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uhh)

Smooth like the change of the season

Break up never be a reason

(Uhhh) You say you'll get your coat

I say I'll get it for ya'

Checking all your pockets probably the paranoia (Uhh)

Getting close obvious that I adore ya'

One false move and we're history call me Mr Moyer

Maybe you're genuine, maybe I should let you in

Maybe I should focus on myself and get to shed this skin

Or maybe not

You're half-hearted like the melanin and living off this **** this success can bring

They don't know the stress it brings

(Aye) Even though the mess I'm in

Two mortgages you even know the debt I'm in

Suttin suttin' I can't get away with anything

Like my phone blings and I let it ring, right now

I wrote the first verse I've written in weeks

Manager belling my phone but I don't wanna' speak, It's peak (Uhh)

Reject call, message at the beep, select all and then press delete

Peace

(Uhh) My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uhh)

Smooth like the change of the season

Break-up we ain't need a reason, to

(Uhh) My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend (Uhh)

Smooth like the change of the season

Break up never be a reason

(Record scratch)

My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend

My French vanilla butter pecan

Bouncing back and forth every weekend