Lyrics:

The city freeze before I just realized I don't like you
Me and my girl are going out for some air
And I will do my best just to get under her dress
And catch you out if I can on the other side of my sofa
So, won't you come on over at the side of my sofa?
Oh, won't you come on over?

The city heated it up
It got blurry 'cause I'd had enough
And he tried to take your soul
But didn't realize you keep it in a different hole
Won't you come on over at the side of my sofa
Oh, won't you come on over?

Oh, here he comes, a man with the loaded gun
Yes, I don't know if he wants my soul or my cash flow
Yeah, here he comes, a man with the loaded gun
I don't know if he wants my girl's heart or her pearls
I suppose I don't know
I suppose I don't know
I suppose I don't know
I suppose I don't know
I suppose I don't know