Dami Im Like A Cello Lyrics
Like A Cello by Dami Im
I put my passport away
'Cause I found a reason to stay
I could tell you how much I like you
Instead I just wanna say
I like the wrinkles on your elbow
It's like an angry swell of the sea
I like the shape of your no, no, no, nose
Your body smells of fresh laundry
But most of all I like your strong ol' arms
They hold me tight like a pillow
They don't mind that I cry too much
You soothe my soul like a cello
Like a cello
I've traveled the world to find words that are clever
To tell you what I'm feeling
But the world is full of poets and they're much smarter
So I just say my lines faster
They go
I like the way you look at me like I'm as sexy as Rihanna
I like the way you think that I'm as boss as Mrs. Obama or Mother Teresa
You love to hear me sing like I'm better than Ella or Aretha
And I don't care if it's true or not
Most of all I like your strong arms
They hold me tight like a pillow
They don't mind that I cry too much
You shoothe my soul like a cello
So used to running away from all my trouble
And I struggle 'cause I'm addicted to you
Most of all I like your tender kisses
Your taste me like marshmallows
You don't mind that I laugh too loud
You soothe my soul like a, soothe my soul like a
Soothe my soul like a cello
Like a cello
Ao!
'Cause I found a reason to stay
I could tell you how much I like you
Instead I just wanna say
I like the wrinkles on your elbow
It's like an angry swell of the sea
I like the shape of your no, no, no, nose
Your body smells of fresh laundry
But most of all I like your strong ol' arms
They hold me tight like a pillow
They don't mind that I cry too much
You soothe my soul like a cello
Like a cello
I've traveled the world to find words that are clever
To tell you what I'm feeling
But the world is full of poets and they're much smarter
So I just say my lines faster
They go
I like the way you look at me like I'm as sexy as Rihanna
I like the way you think that I'm as boss as Mrs. Obama or Mother Teresa
You love to hear me sing like I'm better than Ella or Aretha
And I don't care if it's true or not
Most of all I like your strong arms
They hold me tight like a pillow
They don't mind that I cry too much
You shoothe my soul like a cello
So used to running away from all my trouble
And I struggle 'cause I'm addicted to you
Most of all I like your tender kisses
Your taste me like marshmallows
You don't mind that I laugh too loud
You soothe my soul like a, soothe my soul like a
Soothe my soul like a cello
Like a cello
Ao!