Brika - Overtime lyrics

It clicked when she would go round Running through the whole town Talking to Him once again He looked a little profound Trying not to slow down Coaching her Like everyday He'd give her that sweet talking Always laughing All the time He'd give her that smooth smirkin' And he's working Overtime Give me all of your soul Give me all of your dreams Give me all of your weak thoughts Oh the things that you do to me Give me that sol fa (a little bit) Give me that do la (a little bit) Give me that secret, Hush I must yes I do need Not slick cause I know how That girl somehow Had to much to contemplate Thirty and nineteen why are they fighting? It's getting stranger everyday