Carluccio (Explicit)

Carluccio (Explicit) - Loyle Carner

Lyrics by：Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Kwesi Sey/Elan Tamara Sey/Duval Timothy

Composed by：Benjamin Coyle-Larner/Kwesi Sey/Elan Tamara Sey/Duval Timothy

Uh

Can I get the beat up a little bit

Uh

French vanilla

Ch'yeah ch-ch-ch'yeah aye

Aye aye don't leave leave

Please

I reckon that you're everything I need

Uh I know I'm getting grumpy in the week

Sleeping in each other's pockets living up each others sleeves

It's the greed

I know you hate that money plants the seed

I hate the thought you don't believe me

Reckon that I couldn't take the lead

Just become another one who milks the sun until it bleeds

Yo I think about my best days

With you at home marking essays

Pouring glasses of sparkling Presse

We raise a toast then another toast

Making a roast thinking

I can hold you close when the best strays

Uh but it if lost I wonder who's to know

Uh I pay the cost of all this to and 'fro

Uh it's like a frostbite blue with snow

Uh the day we lost Carluccio uh

Uh

And um it's been a struggle sometimes

Sometimes sometimes

Check yeah

Uh the thought makes me cry and I'm embarrassed

Thinking 'bout the nights out in Paris evening

Swimming in the deep end

Wishing I'm a savage

Say she weren't believing in marriage but times change uh

Now it's all a house out in Italy

Ceremony Sicily

The dreams so bitter sweet

Uh 'cause when I close my eyes all I see is she

S**t I'm hoping she can picture me uh

Or maybe picture kids with a Frisbee

It's bare tennis yo I'm keeping 'em with me

I think it's risky

I reckon that she missed me

We got together like the Nike Airs and crisp tees

Uh but if we don't I wonder who's to know

Uh I pay the cost of all this to and 'fro

Uh it's like a frostbite blue with snow

Uh the way we lost Carluccio luccio

Ch'yeah

Uh uh the way we lost Carluccio luccio

Uh said

The way way we lost Carluccio luccio

Uh the way we lost Carluccio luccio

On the day we lost Carluccio luccio

Uh

The way we lost Carluccio luccio

Uh yeah

Uh you'll never be the worst to the first

Or better than the last

The less we lost to start our own little past

I ain't thinking that fast

Said I ain't thinking that fast

'Cause when the honeymoon blast

And the day lights passed we raise glass

To the past sitting back on arse

And we laugh yeah

S**t and we love

There f**k it