Lyrics

It's fine, it's cool
You can say that we’re nothing, but you know the truth
And guess I'm the fool
With her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof
I don't wanna call it off
But you don't wanna call it love
You only wanna be the one that I call baby
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe
Well, good luck, babe
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe
Well, good luck, babe
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
I'm cliché, who cares?
It's a sexually explicit kind of love affair
And I cry, it's not fair
I just need a little lovin', I just need a little air
Think I'm gonna call it off
Even if you call it love
I just wanna love someone who calls me "baby"
You can kiss a hundred boys in bars
Shoot another shot, try to stop the feeling
You can say it's just the way you are
Make a new excuse, another stupid reason
Good luck, babe
Well, good luck, babe
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Good luck, babe
Well, good luck, babe
You'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
Written by: Chappell Roan, Daniel Nigro, Justin Tranter
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