Good Sol - Welcome Home

Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex
Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex
You cannot forget me
A one night stand more than once is one too many
Know we had our fun, and I know we had it plenty
But my life is on the run and you tryna keep it steady
Heart got heavy when I had to tell you no
Palms got sweaty when you tried to let me go
Holdin' on to something that was make believe, girl you gotta let me be
Only came back cause I recycled all of my receipts
And you was one of em
You ain't special honey, know I got a ton of em
Ask me what was wrong, have you done something
That's the thing girl, you ain't really done nothing
This ain't no wrong time, or wrong place
Forget about your star sign, and long face
Right now it's our time, and our space
So let's enjoy it before I walk away
Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex
Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex
Say I'm problematic
But you still gon' call me back
Girl, you gotta have it
And we still gon' run that track
You wanna do me solo, I'm a team sport
Messy like risotto, you need a clean fork
Pro like I'm Bono, you like the seafloor
Gram like Sono, what we got plan B for
You ain't even really my type
(that's true)
But you just my type
(like ooh)
I said last night was the last night
But you know you got that ass right
So I gotta pass by, cool
*yapping*
Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex
Please don't tell me welcome home, baby I just left
When I really go, I know I'll take your breath
When you all alone, thinkin' bout what's next
Thinkin' what bout us, thinkin' bout the sex

Written by:
Erik Archimowitz

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