Tim Atlas — Courtside

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You walk into a room like you’re burning down the west coast
And I can’t find what’s left of my mind
You danced, you drank cheap wine and spilled it on your red coat
But you laughed it off, you don’t even blush

Wanna wake up by you with a courtside view
You’re out of my league but you’re in my room
Don’t let me let go
Don’t let me let go

Wanna wake up by you with a courtside view
You’re out of my league but you’re in my room
Don’t let me let go
Don’t let me let go

Tequila on my lips, suddenly I’m tongue-tied
And I can’t find what’s left of my mind
I swore love off since I turned 16
I wanna hold you and tear at the seam
If you’re down
If you’re down, down, down

Wanna wake up by you with a courtside view
You’re out of my league but you’re in my room
Don’t let me let go
Don’t let me let go

Wanna wake up by you with a courtside view
You’re out of my league but you’re in my room
Don’t let me let go
Don’t let me let go

Wanna wake up by you with a courtside view