A Monday morning you meet me at the hotel, and
You bought me coffee just to spill it on yourself
But you never take things seriously
It´s kinda why I like you so much, honestly

And I wrote a note and left it folded in your pocket
You taped it to your wall in your New York apartment
Kissing in the taxi cab
´Til the driver gives us dirty looks back

Oh, it´s L-O-V-E
Or something like that
You´re crazy
But it´s not in a bad way
Dancing on the highway
You make me feel older than seventeen

Yeah, this is L-O-V-E
Or something really close
Hey, baby
I think you´re really dope

I honestly don´t know why
I should ever leave your side
´Cause this is love, right?