Dirty Blonde - Arkells

I couldn’t fall asleep

Sweating under the sheets

On the third floor

Street sweeper baby passing by

And I tell you

It’s starting to roar

Now I could smell her sun kissed skin

In the bed lying near me

You haven’t tipped your hand yet

You’re keeping your cards

Close to your chest

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I got this

Twin bed and it’s ours to share

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I’m waiting on you

Lover, what’s your next move?

I wasn’t dreaming of

Any feelings of love

When I met you

I could hardly come up

With three hundred a month

But you loved my red rented room

Now even with the lights turned off

We know this is so clear

I said baby girl

«Put it on me»

She said

«Boy, you’re mine indefinitely»

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I got this

Twin bed and it’s ours to share

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I’m waiting on you

Lover, what’s your next move?

Give me your number

Pick any colour

I can tell your fortune tonight

Give me your number

Pick any colour

I can tell your fortune tonight

Convince me

With no words

Fix this

Busted lover

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I got this

Twin bed and it’s ours to share

Your thigh highs

And your dirty blonde hair

I’m waiting on you

I’m waiting on you

Lover, what’s your next move?

Your thigh highs

I didn’t plan for this

But baby I’m not scared

I got this

Twin bed and it’s ours to share

I’m waiting on you

I’m waiting on you

Lover, what’s your next move?