Late mornings are always on our IKEA sofa
Touching your skin in the sunlight
A guitar melody I've never played before comes from my mouth
In another room, inside our house

My funny Valentine
Lingers around my lips
My funny Valentine (My funny Valentine)

My funny Valentine
Worries about tomorrow
My funny Valentine (You're my Clementine)

You must be tired
Can't make a loud noise
But I'm watching you
I'm watching you

This is my problem
Don't worry about tomorrow's me
I'm watching you
From the IKEA sofa

Even in the late evening, it's always you and me on the IKEA sofa
Exchanging greetings and tilting our glasses
Leaning my body against yours that I want to feel once more
Whispering love until it cools down

My funny Valentine
Lingers around my lips
My funny Valentine

My funny Valentine
Worries about tomorrow
My funny Valentine

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