Frank Ocean in the background while I shower And I'm watching you dress I laugh when you freak out about your Hair Because you're cute when you stress There's something 'bout the way that she loves me When she sees me start to get ugly Frank Ocean in the background while I shower Goddamn, you're the best It don't matter what we do, l'd waste NY time with you Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view There's my paradise, laying on the couch We're just watching the day run out There's something 'bout her accent Makes me wonder where the hell she came from And she cooks just like my mama And her manners make me feel right at home I love the way she says that she loves me Even when I start to get ugly There's something 'bout her accent And the way that we dance when we're drunk It don't matter what we do, I'd waste my time with you Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view There's my paradise, laying on the couch We're just watching the day run out Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem You don't got a lotta time but waste it all on me There's my paradise, laying on the couch We're just watching the day run out Black coffee, wake up when we wanna 'Cause we got no place to be Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell whiskey No, I wouldn't change a thing It don't matter what we do, l'd waste my time with you Fly to Paris or your parents, go somewhere with a view There's my paradise, laying on the couch We're just watching the day run out Every time you look at me, it gives me self-esteem You don't got a lotta time but waste it all on me There's my paradise, laying on the Couch We're just watching the day run out Black coffee, wake up when we wanna 'Cause we got no place to be Got your hair tied up, you kinda smell whiskey No, I wouldn't change a thing