Hrs & Hrs

(album: Public Displays Of Affection: The Album - 2022)

Uh, oh, ooh, mm (Yeah)
I don't usually do this but, um
(Tell her, oh, my God)
Can I sing to you?
Yeah (Yeah)

Yours, mine, ours
I could do this for hours
Sit and talk to you for hours
I wanna give you your flowers
And some champagne showers
Order shrimp and lobster towers
But it's me that gets devoured
Ooh, when you do what you do, I'm empowered
You give me a superpower
Together the world could be ours
You sit me up on the counter
Instantly, it's thundershowers
Storming for a couple hours
When we finish, take a shower

I could do this for hours
And hours and hours
I could do this for hours
And hours and hours
I could do this for hours
And hours and hours
I could do this for hours
And I, I

Usually don't like nobody
And when I say nobody
I mean nobody
All these niggas full of shit
You're just the homie once they hit
Felt like giving up on love
These niggas almost made me quit
Then I met you
When I met you
I knew this was it
I've never been in love like this
A love like ours
I pray for it on my knees
Every night for some hours
And hours and hours
And hours and hours
And hours

I could do this for hours
And hours and I
I could do this for hours
And hours and hours
What's yours is mine
And ours
And yours, mine and ours

I can sit and talk to you for hours
Sit and look at you for hours
Making love to you for hours
Laying on your chest for hours
Telling you jokes for hours
Holding you close for hours
And hours and hours

Oh, oh, oh (Yee hee)
Oh, oh, oh (Yee hee)
Whoa, oh, oh (Yee hee)
Ah, I
Hours and hours (Yee hee)
Hours and hours (Yee hee, yee hee)
Oh, oh
Hours and hours
Hours and hours
Whoa, oh, mm
Yeah