Sweater Weather Lyrics by The Neighbourhood
“Sweater Weather” is the breakout 2012 indie-pop hit by American alternative band The Neighbourhood. The Neighbourhood delivers this brand new banger titled “Sweater Weather” a free mp3 song.
Sweater Weather Lyrics by The Neighbourhood
And all I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater, let’s have an adventure
Head in the clouds, but my gravity centered
Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
If you just so happen to make it this far, man
You still haven’t figured out what the hell is going on, yeah?
Well, this how we do it in the dirty side, you feel me?
It’s chopped up and not slopped up, the neighborhood
What’s up all over in London, man? What’s up Sweden? It’s going down
And all I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
And all I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
And all I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater, let’s have an adventure
Head in the clouds, but my gravity centered
Touch my neck and I’ll touch yours
You in those little high waisted shorts, oh
She knows what I think about, and what I think about
One love, two mouths, one love, one house
No shirt, no blouse, just us, you found out
Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about, no
‘Cause it’s too cold
For you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
And if I may just take your breath away
I don’t mind if there’s not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides a mind
To move to a place so far away
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue ’cause you love to taste, yeah
These hearts adore
Everyone the other beats hardest for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour
Coming down
One love, two mouths, one love, one house
No shirt, no blouse, just us, you found out
Nothing that I wouldn’t wanna tell you about, no, no, no
‘Cause it’s too cold
For you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
‘Cause it’s too cold
For you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa (OG Ron C)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
‘Cause it’s too cold
For you here
And now, so let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
It’s too cold
For you here
And now, let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater
And it’s too cold
It’s too cold
The holes of my sweater
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
The Neighbourhood
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