Harry Styles - Little Freak

Little freak, Jezebel
You sit high on top of the kitchen counter
Staying green, a little while
You bring blue lights to dreams
Starry haze, crystal ball
Somehow you've become some paranoia
Wet dream, just dangling
But your gift is wasted on me

I was thinking about who you are
Your delicate point of view
I was thinking about you, oh

I'm not worried about where you are
Who you'll go home to
I'm just thinking about you
Just thinking about you

Did you dress up for Halloween?
I spilled beer on your friend, I'm not sorry
A golf swing and a trampoline
Maybe we'll do this again
Tracksuit and a ponytail
You hire the
Red wine and a ginger ale
But you would make fun of me for sure

I was thinking about who you are
Your delicate point of view
I was thinking about you, oh
I'm not worried about where you are
Who you'll go home to
I'm just thinking about you
Just thinking about you

I disrespected you
I jumped in feet first
And I landed too hard

A broken ankle, karma rules
You never saw my birthmark

I was thinking about who you are
Your delicate point of view
I was thinking about you, oh
I'm not worried about where you are
Who you'll go home to
I'm just thinking about you
Just thinking about you

Just thinking about you