Vintage*

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Maybe it's the way we don't text, just call

Or how you always hold the door when I get in your car

And when we go out you always got me under your arm

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Oh-oh, oh

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This love is so vintage

I'm talkin' love letters, forehead kisses

Don't even get me started wheb we're dancin' in the rain

Writin' both our names, on your hand just like a tattoo

Boy this love it's so vintage

I'm talkin' love letters, forehead kisses

I love it when you tell me that thе prettiest girl herе is the one mirror

It's those little things that you do

That makes this love so vintage, baby