We were sitting on your bed, cross legged in your head
You were talking to me so slow, so slow
When you put your pretty red lipstick on a cigarette
And I starting thinking: Oh no, oh no
Come a little closer, sink into the sofa
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love
And now I feel like a blackout, New York City grid max out
When she said: Adiós, adiós
I was thinking something sweet, but you wouldn't let me speak
And in my head I'm thinking: Oh no, don't go
Feeling bluer than your jeans, belt buckle to my knees
High waisted self esteem, I know, I know
Come a little closer, sink into the sofa
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love
And now I feel like a blackout, New York City grid max out
When she said: Adiós, adiós
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Come a little closer, sink into the sofa
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love (ooh)
Said come a little closer, sink into the sofa
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love
Come a little closer (said come a little closer), sink into the sofa
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love
And now I feel like a blackout, New York city grid max out
When she said: Adiós, adiós
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Come a little closer (said come a little closer)
Come a little closer
She don't want my, yeah, she don't want my love
Adiós
