Beach House

You had one job!






Woke up on the West side

Listening to Beach House, taking my time

She's just my type

Dark hair, wavin’ out the passenger side

Then I start to think

As she pulls me on the bathroom floor

This is my type of thing, yeah yeah






Oh, darling of mine, where have you been?

I feel so alive with you in my bed

Oh, darling of mine, please don't let go

Just tell me you feel this, tell me you know

Oh, darling of mine






Oh, darling of mine






On a train through Japan

I keep her real close 'cause she knows who I am

Red pill in my hand

Paranoid cutie with a dark past, and

It’s that type of thing

When she feels like the girl next door

This is my type of thing, yeah yeah






Oh, darling of mine, where have you been?

I feel so alive with you in my bed

Oh, darling of mine, please don't let go

Just tell me you feel this, tell me you know

Oh, darling of mine






Oh, darling of mine

Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Where have you been?






And then I start to think as I lift her on the sink

That I've been here before

It's a certain type of fling, she gets bored of everything

Not the type you can ignore

Yeah, I just want a taste as she grabs me by the waist

As she closes the door

She's taking what she wants, baby, you can have it all






Oh, darling of mine, where have you been? (Where have you been?)

I feel so alive with you in my bed (You in my bed)

Oh, darling of mine, please don't let go (Please don't let go)

Just tell me you feel this, tell me you know

Oh, darling of mine






Yeah, yeah, yeah

Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Where have you been?

Oh, darling of mine