Magic
James Fauntleroy, Malay
[Verse 1]
Met this girl on the internet, yeah
Now we're sharing a cigarette
Don't know her number or her real name
But what we made last night
Girl they haven't invented yet
(Oh no)
[Hook]
She just wasn't wearing nothing
Like magic
Something outta nothing
Like magic
[Verse 2]
Publicly holding hands
Smoking till the stars at night are done
And the only two stars left now are you and the sun
[Bridge]
Girl, tell the preacher, "whatcha screen name?"
And I'll say "I do"
But first baby where's your clothes
I'm happily confused
[Hook]
She just wasn't wearing nothing
Like magic
Something outta nothing
Like magic