Lyrics: Berwyn Du Bois/Fred again../Mike Levy
Music: Berwyn Du Bois/Fred again../Mike Levy
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
I love you more than all the bottles I've seen the bottom of
With your hand in mine
Bottoms up
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
Who could give a **** what they think?
I love you more than every single sheet of Rizla I've licked
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
I love you more than all the bottles I've seen the bottom of
With your hand in mine
Bottoms up
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
Tell 'em they need to get used to us
Lovin' you feels so useless
Lovin' you feels soβ
Who else can we expect to be true to us?
It's just me and you, and I'm choosing us
They were never gettin'β, never gettin'β
Never gettin' through to us, through to us, through to us
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
Tell 'em they canβ, tell 'em they can loosen up
I wanna be the one thing you can love
Even though love is useless
**** the neighbors, turn the music up
Falling back and I spill the juice on us
We-we been doin' this forever, it ain't new to us
Se-seen so many moons like Jupiter
Ah, **** the neighbors, turn the music up
Te-te-te-tell 'em to get, tell 'em to get used to us
Te-te-te-tell 'em you been, tell 'em you been through enough
Te-te-tell 'em that we never lived our youth enough
Te-te-tell 'em there ain't nothin' I won't do for love
I won't do for love, I won't do for love
Tell 'em, tell 'em there ain't nothin' I won't do for love
I won't do for love, I won't do for love
Te-te-te-tell 'em there ain't nothin' I won'tβ
Programming: Fred again..
Audio Engineer: Fred again..
Vocals: Berwyn