Prosecco

You treat me like Obama I barely know you, you want me to meet your mama And I know that you've been praying for nirvana That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna Singin' stay, so I'll wait As we start it again, actin' out this cliche So you bend 'til you'll break Talkin' shit 'bout me to your friends Your love is louder than mine And I'm no good for ya But I'm still good to ya, no And you tuck me into the bed When I'm no good for ya 'Cause I give it to ya When I run for cover, we crash into each other Then you pull me under, it's so good You keep me comin' through the summer That Prosecco done got you feelin' like Rihanna Singin' stay, so I'll wait As we start it again, acting out this cliche So you bend 'til you'll break 'Cause it's easy to pretend Your love is louder than mine And I'm no good for ya (no good for ya) But I'm still good to ya, no (still good to ya) And you tuck me into the bed When I'm no good for ya (no good for ya) 'Cause I give it to ya (give it to ya) You know I'm no good for ya (no good for ya) You know I'm no good for ya (give it to ya) I'm not the one you're lookin' for Makin' love won't help you stop the war So say goodbye, I'll always love you The summers that we shared is always yours You treat me like Obama (yeah, yeah) You want me to meet your mama And I know that you've been praying for nirvana That Prosecco done got you feeling like Rihanna Your love is louder than mine And I'm no good for ya (no good for ya) But I'm still good to ya, no (still good to ya) And you tuck me into the bed When I'm no good for ya (no good for ya) 'Cause I give it to ya (give it to ya) [?] You know I'm no good for ya [?] You know I'm no good for ya [?] You know I'm no good for ya [?] You know I'm no good for ya (Yeah, yeah, you know I'm no good) (That's great, that's really, to me) --- Prosecco - Jacob Banks