A Monday morning you meet me at the hotel You bought me coffee just to spill it on yourself But you never take things seriously It's kinda why I like you so much, honestly
And I wrote a note and left it folded in your pocket You taped it to your wall in your New York apartment Kissing in the taxi cab Till the driver gives us dirty looks back
Oh, it's l-o-v-e Or something like that You're crazy, but it's not in a bad way Dancing on the highway You make me feel older than 17
Yeah, this is l-o-v-e Or something really close Hey baby, I think you're really dope I honestly don't know why I should ever leave your side 'Cause this is love, right?
