Grant - four o'clock

Hello to you, good evening
By the end of the night you'll be dreaming
Keep up that occasional stare
I like the way that you do up your hair
I'm a good guy I swear
Feminist, prejudice, trust me I care
Plus I got ambition
Half of these dudes ain't even got diction
Listen to my vocabulary
I don't do dirty words, that's unsanitary
And so unnecessary
You can tell your mum that I'm, ahem, exemplary
So come sit next to me
We'll take a trip down to the imaginary
Hey, get in my car, c'mon
Promise, 4 a.m., I'll get you home
Let's go
I'm wide awake
This what happens when you're wide awake at
Four o'clock in the morning
Four o'clock in the morning
Walk it off, the shock, and Imma pop it off the beat
And you could top it up, the cup, and I could drop it off, the weed, yup
Yeah I could flop it then repeat
I know I could flop it then repeat
What? There's a cop, he's on the streets
He's looking for a criminal, a freak in the sheets
He's gonna trick you with sweet
Sweet words, calculated compliments, you're up to your wits
And it's up to you, kids
Should I leave you a fortune or to leave you to bits
Y'know, this song's just for shits
I'm just here to tickle your pits
I'm not done!
Two to the one, from the one to the three
I like good nachos and I like good cheese
Oh can I have extra nachos please
Please?
I'm wide awake
This what happens when you're wide awake at
Four o'clock in the morning
Four o'clock in the morning

Written by:
Grant Lee

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