Snug as a Bug

Windows fogging up in the back of the taxi Your snug as a bug, you relax me Radios playing Frank Ocean "Ivy" You read my mind, you opened the doors Gasoline at our feet on the floor Bottle of wine, and walk back to yours Floating down the pavement of the high street Don't light the spliff, or I might whitey You grip my hand, start talking wisely But all we know is We're all here for the long way home Change my digits, and I throw my phone Sit tight for your midnight tone All here for the long way home Faces glow golden from street lights Two loose kids stoned in our Levi's Stumble along with full moons in our eyes Passing the flats, so not long 'til we're home Checking the mat, I think keys have gone rogue Don't tell me that, let's put it on postpone You grip my hand, start talking wisely But all we know is We're all here for the long way home Change my digits, and I throw my phone Sit tight for your midnight tone All here for the long way home Reflect on slimy days, oh, blood's been drippin' from my nose Your low-waste ways, touch is sweet like honey on my face We're on the underground, no awkward smiles on southbound We're all here for the long way home Change my digits, and I throw my phone Sit tight for your midnight tone All here for the long way home