Vintage

Do you ever wish we'd redone it?

I kinda think that we should rerun it

I wanna walk it back like Michael

There's no light but low light without you

I remember how your nectar sweet

Now you got your specter hanging over me

I'ma take it back to 1993

When I get my fingers on a time machine

Ready to ride

Ready for ball and chain

If I get that old thing back

Promise I won't complain

I remember how your nectar sweet

Now you got your specter hanging over me

I'ma take it back to 1993

When I get my fingers on a time machine

Wanna double back, wanna put my time machine on it

It's alright, it's alright, I lean on it

Can we turn vintage? Can we put that afro-sheen on it?

It's alright, it's alright, I feed on it

I kept your sweater in the safe

'Cause I need that olfactory

And I put the keys in the vase

That I got you on your birthday

I really really wanna chuck my crooked luck behind me

It revives like Ouija board, it seem to find me

And ah, and if I'm followed by your memory

It's all good, it's all 'cause you need me

Wanna double back, wanna put my time machine on it

It's alright, it's alright, I lean on it

Can we turn vintage? Can we put that afro-sheen on it?

It's alright, it's alright, I feed on it

Wanna triple back, wanna put my time machine on it

It's alright, it's alright, I lean on it

Quadruple back, wanna put that afro-sheen on it

It's alright, it's alright, I feed on—

I want that old thing back, baby

I want it, I need it, I want it, I need it, I want it, ooh

I only own vintage, lately

I want that old thing back, baby