Fancy -Pip Millett
Writing in the early days
I kissed your mouth you kissed my face
Kissed the part that hurt the most
Wore my heart and held me close
Oh oh oh he taste like tobacco
I I I I don't mind that though
He stole all my shine what's yours is mine
The way you make me feel the way you make me feel
That I'm so
The way you make me feel the way you make me feel
That I'm so
I'm so fancy I
I'm so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
I'm so fancy I
I'm so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
Seems that it's just yesterday
You took my hand I walked your way
Ain 't no kinda game to play
Chattin's**t we'd talk for days
Oh no sweeter song to sing
And oh oh oh the joy you bring to me
Oh my you get things right
Once again I'll spend the night
The way you make me feel the way you make me feel
That I'm so
The way you make me feel the way you make me feel
That I'm so
I'm so fancy I
I'm so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
I'm so fancy I
I' m so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
Sleeping through the rainy days
Those hazy days those lazy days with you
Ah with you
Drinking tea and smoking w**d
He told me I'm easily pleased
With you only you
The way you make me feel the way you make me feel
That I'm so
The way you make me feel
That I'm so
I'm so fancy I
I'm so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
I'm so fancy I
I' m so sexy
Higher than before love me a little more
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