Maisie Peters My Regards Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Girl gone reckless, this love's got me possessive
Like if you lay a hand on him, we're both getting arrested
'Scuse me, sorry, his kisses make me cocky
Call me Kevin Costner the way I'm guarding his body

[Pre-Chorus]
I really sympathise, I do, I do
If I saw him in this light, I'd want him too
But the problem is he's mine and it's headline news
He took me off the market and I took him to the moon

[Chorus]
God bless all of those other eyes
They can look, but they can't ever touch
Now I'm sewin' his name in my 509s
And he's skippin' my heart, Double Dutch
Tell the rest of the world that he's with me
The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume
Send the boys and the girls of the city
Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

[Verse 2]
Ride or die, I said it and I meant it
If he jumps, I'm jumping, no coming back for our senses
His hand in mine, his initials in my necklace
Any man or woman who wants him I'll have for breakfast

[Pre-Chorus]
I really sympathise, I do, I do
If I saw him in this light, I'd want him too
But the problem is he's mine and I am his
He took me off the market so I took him to the Ritz [Chorus]
God bless all of those other eyes
They can look, but they can't ever touch
Now I'm sewin' his name in my 509s
And he's skippin' my heart, Double Dutch
Tell the rest of the world that he's with me
The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume
Send the boys and the girls of the city
Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

[Bridge]
From his bedroom, from his bedroom
Now my address is his mattress in his bedroom
From these white sheets I got the best view
And everybody's callin' me, but my phone don't work in his, phone don't work in his

[Chorus]
God bless all of those other eyes (Eyes)
They can look, but they can't ever touch (Touch)
Now I'm sewing his name in my 509s (509s)
And he's skippin' my heart, Double Dutch (Oh-oh)
Tell the rest of the world that he's with me (With me)
The only air that he'll breathe's my perfume (Oh, my perfume)
Send the boys and the girls of the city
Best of luck, my regards from his bedroom

[Outro]
From his bedroom, from his bedroom
And everybody's callin' me, but my phone don't work in his, phone don't work in his