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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paige Young
Songwriter
Prod. Ricci
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh, you're up
Hey
Good morning good morning
You fit like a glove
Good morning good morning
You think you're in love
Come morning come morning
You're free as a dove
Good mourning good mourning
We're all out of love oh we
Ay get it love
Spot you crowded club
We speak different tongues
So just move that's enough
No cuff
We could cut like all that stuff
Sell dreams? Come clean
Yeah the jig is up
Cause one night in this town until the sun come up
Not what we need but it what we feen for
So strap in baby love
Tour guide show what's up
Your signs followed uh
And your ride foreign but so am I
So is my thighs
So come on in or take a bite
A new cuisine is always nice
And something that you wanna try
Good morning good morning
You fit like a glove
Good morning good morning
You think you're in love
Come morning come morning
You're free as a dove
Good mourning good mourning
We're all out of love oh we
Why judge it, though?
Back then she took it slow
Hold hands with so and so
Got scorned you know it goes
Late nights and them mad cries
Too different to keep ties
Your people ain't like mine
What's love man?
Hearts on ice is better to weather a life
Whatever comes, I run
No wait
Together is hard
You set the bar so scars have formed
And now I'm here
These shores regard me a player pimp
A type performed, so let me live
While I'm here
Just dive on in
Let's find comfort in layers of sin
Good morning good morning
You fit like a glove
Good morning good morning
You think you're in love
Come morning come morning
You're free as a dove
Good mourning good mourning
We're all out of love oh we
Writer(s): Paige Young
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