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[Verse 1] I used to wanna drive top down, too fast Kissing him between the puffs of a cigarette Shotgun in a little red Corvette I'd shrivel up once a week on the pavement He didn't call, feeling small, losing patience Summertime suffering was my favorite
[Chorus] But this time I wanna be comfortable He's sweet, calls me when he's coming home I used to think it was overrated But I think I'm changing, wanna be comfortable
[Verse 2] He keeps his word, knows his worth, and he's honest He holds the small of my back like a promise I us5d to want when I knew I was wanted And I can't keep b5lieve I missed you the first time But I was just a kid, I couldn't cosign If you give me a minute, a little honesty I want you totally, desperately, run away with me
[Chorus] But this time I wanna be comfortable He's sweet, calls me when he's coming home I used to think it was overrated But I think I'm changing, wanna be comfortable He knows my fears and he really listens He drives his car at the speed limit I used to think it was overrated Okay fine I'll say it, wanna be comfortable Wanna be comfortable, wanna be comfortable
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