The Idea Of You - Evie Irie

Met you in my apartment

Shy guy, but I’m not bothered

'Cause I liked your sense of humour

Twenty-two, at least that’s the rumours

Last summer, on Melrose

You saw me and I liked your clothes

Buzz cut, blue eyes like marbles

The kinda guy that goes for the models

No, I don’t mean to fall hard

'Cause I don’t even know who they are

Not tryna be a player

But I just got a real big heart

Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you

Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you

I know we got no history

But I wonder why you kissed me

Ooh, I really like the idea of you

Met you in the line at a restaurant

We danced in the dark, like rockstars

You gave me your jean jacket

Butterflies, damn, how’d this happen?

You play guitar like Mayer

And you seem like you’ve got layers

But I think I met your girlfriend

What a shame, I’m not your girlfriend

Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you

Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you

I know we got no history

But I wonder why you kissed me

Ooh, I really like the idea of you

I like the idea

Don’t know if I’ll ever really know you

But I like the idea

I like, I like, I like, I like it, I like the idea

Don’t know if I’ll ever get to know you

But I like the idea

I really like the idea of you

Oh-oh, I really like the idea of you

Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you

I know we got no history

But I wonder why you kissed me

Ooh, I really like the idea of you

Ooh, I really like the idea of you

Oh-oh, all over my mind then I’m over you

I know we got no history

But I wonder why you- me

Ooh, I really like the idea of you