Jose Gonzalez - Three Seasons lyrics

Met her early fall, and fell in her lap man Caught in a love trance, no typical romance With all them words, talking sweet in the sentence Typical slow dance, I'm loving these slow jams She's got them tight pants Dancing at a party Getting nervous on approach So I'm drowning down Bacardi Found out she's cool and we been hanging out a lot Whether my place or her spot, like Pringles we can't stop She's a rare chance, like water in the desert So anytime I'm with her, know I give an honest effort Like I've been with girls, so I know it feels But ain't never been with one that makes it feel so surreal Came around in the winter, now I'm getting in her It's not official yet, because the pictures getting bigger I'm like a burger, flipping, gotta get the buns though Or barbeque without them, ain't no vistor's fun zone Towards the future we may see some stormy weather Just remember what the wizard said and rub your lips together Like a note wishing well, makes it all feel better Though it didn't answer anything, effects get delivered Whether real or not It makes the moment hot So even if it's really not The confidence is never dropped But on the down-low, I like when we touch toes Laying in that bed was like a coffin now instead It's going bump, bump Onto the next one Not in line, just the next one cumming I know you feel the rhythm, cause you haven't quit humming Staying steady on the line, keeping time as I'm drumming What? Don't want the funk, well we can switch up the standards I'm down with the country stuff, American banners And the chips Herr's to cash in whenever I'm the teller in the banking line Thanks to you I'm feeling fine Ya, shorty getting shortly on my grind Before you came around, I must've wasted all my time But now I got a watch, so watch me as I hit the spot Prime-time on your clock, at your door, on your block In any area I'm with you its hysteria A fairy or canary, switching words up with the spatulas They're all synonymous; my love for you is bottomless December rolls around, know I got you on that gift list Now its springtime, cold parts are over We're officially together, smelling fresh, with no odors But we're a new team, with kinks on the seams So I'm permanent pressing ‘em, rinse spin while addressing ‘em I may not be the smartest and I may not be the best But I promise you I won't rest; I'm speaking from the chest Every second, I ain't with you, know I'm stressing like a test Cause this pictures painted perfect, so I know I've been blessed