FULL TIME (part. Rawayana)

Little brown girl from all that sun
Drunk on all that love
Soft as cotton
My band-aid for the pain

Screw the songs
The concerts, the flights
'Cause ever since I saw you, I’ve been full time thinking about you
I don’t want a vacation from you

I’ve got a thousand things to tell you
Let’s go talk somewhere else
You’re a work of art
The Mona Lisa’s not even close

I think about you full time
Not just a little time, full time
More hours than there are in a day
When I’m down, when I’m high
I don’t waste a minute thinking about you
I see your face even in the smoke from my joint

I’m procrastinating
Spending my time dreaming, thinking of you
I’m not even saving
The bank’s calling me saying I owe $500,000
You’ve got me crazy, broke and in debt
The nights I can’t sleep, the mornings I wake up early
Baby, you’ve got me crazy, in Argentina a fool
In Spanish a blockhead, in Puerto Rico a moron

Screw the songs (eh)
The concerts, the flights
'Cause ever since I saw you, I’ve been full time thinking about you
I don’t want a vacation from you (no, no)

Screw the songs
The concerts, the flights
'Cause ever since I saw you, I’ve been full time thinking about you
I don’t want a vacation from you (no, no)

I’ve got a thousand things to tell you
Let’s go talk somewhere else
You’re a work of art
The Mona Lisa’s not even close

Little brown girl from all that sun
Drunk on all that love
Soft as cotton
My band-aid for the pain

Yeah-yeah
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm