ℂℎ᥆𝐜ꪮꪔιᥣƙ

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 find 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