Simple Orla Gartland

[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three, four

[Verse 1]
I just wanna stay in and get high with you
I wanna eat yoghurt on the couch with you
But when I'm fuckin' forty, will I feel this way?
I think when I'm forty, I'll still feel this way
I wanna talk about the scary future with you
I wanna talk about all the things that we shouldn't do
Someone said love's a mystery, and they're right
But I can tell you what it feels like

[Chorus]
It's a coffee with an old friend
It's a lie-in on the weekend
It's your parents looking at you
Like they're proud of you for once
It's like a long flight, but with good food
It's the right song for the right mood
It's like magic being with you
Oh, I never thought it could be this simple

[Verse 2]
Oh, you don't like the football, you're the same as mе
But I cry at male bonding on the TV
Head-to-toе in mud, you know I love it when they hug
And you sit there, pat my back and roll your eyes