Fancy - Pip Millett

Writing in the early days

I kissed your mouth, you kissed my face

Kissed part that hurt the most

Wore my heart and held me close

Oh oh oh, he taste like tobacco

I I I, I don’t mind that though

He stole all my shine, what’s yours is mine

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

Seems that it’s just yesterday

You took my hand, I walked your way

Ain’t no kinda game to play

Chattin' shit, we’d talk for days

Oh no sweeter song to sing

And oh oh oh, the joy you bring to me

Oh my you get things right

Once again I’ll spend the night

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

Sleeping through the rainy days

Those hazy days, those lazy days with you

Ah, with you

Drinking tea and smoking weed

He told me I’m easily pleased

With you, only you

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

The way you make me feel, the way you make me feel

That I’m so

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

I’m so fancy, I

I’m so sexy

Higher than before, love me a little more

The way you make me feel

Higher than before, love me a little more

The way you make me feel

Higher