Ooh
Wrote your constellation
Ooh, I wrote your constellation into the sky
We’re out late, at 4AM
He says how’s the weather, baby?
How’ve you been?
You’re gonna get sick, you don’t know when
They never doubt it at 4AM
We’re out late at 4AM
He says how’s the weather, baby?
How’ve you been?
You’re gonna get sick, you don’t know...