Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Lying here with you reminds me of those days Me and Candace waking up to a heatwave Mothers in the garden inviting everyone Ooh, we cut off our old jeans and go outside Neighbors always smiling with a baby on her knees Prius sat on the front step getting her head combed out and greased And music, the bass booming, poured from the car parked in the streets Brought that new song on repeat Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I like to put my fingers on you Oh, oh, oh, oh I like to paint a picture for you Sometimes you don't understand where I'm coming from I just like to make you see that I do love the simple things Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm Growing up, we didn't have a lot of money Used to spend our summer having parties on the drive Plastic cups for rum and punch Eating chicken that's hot and sweet All the women discussing what love is like Oh, you know the way I mean And I'm just sitting watching Hoping the boys will call for me Not that this I won't repeat Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh I like to put my fingers on you I like to paint a picture for you Sometimes you don't understand where I'm coming from I just like to make you see that I do love the simple things Maybe then, now and then, I would want somebody Delicate, intimate, used to dream of someone to love Now you come and you go right by me I know I'm in love I, I like to put my fingers on you I, I like to paint a picture for you Sometimes you don't understand where I'm coming from I just like to make you see that I desire the simple things I, I like to put my fingers on you I, I paint a picture for you Sometimes you don't understand where I'm coming from I desire the simple things