Top Tier Love - Lonely Benson

Such a revelation

Coconut fell on my head

What a double agent

Bunking up inside my shack

Altogether sneaky

Making all the freaky last

I’ve been piña colada a lotta the time

But lately I feel like a sour lime

I want to be your top tier love

If you think that you could love enough

So let me be your number one

The only one you reach for

Everything is changing and I

I just want to get on with you

Early in the morning

Things were getting pretty daft

I was cooking breakfast

You were poking holes in the raft

Somehow I think that this thing still floats

It must’ve been all of the palms I’ve smoked

I want to be your top tier love

If you think that you could love enough

So let me be your number one

The only one you reach for

Everything is changing and I

I just want to get on with you

You could be late

(Oh no)

And I just set sail

(Oh boy)

This could be blue skies on a breeze into hell

(Good god)

So what happens next?

I may have been hexed

Now it’s all down with the ship

I want to be your top tier love

If you think that you could love enough

So let me be your number one

The only one you reach for

Everything is changing and I

I just want to get on with you