Casablanca - Besomorph/Riell

Lyrics by：Bessam Witwit/Riell Phillipos

Composed by：Bessam Witwit/Riell Phillipos

Babe I'll call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights you look my type

Is it the vino or the Morocco boy vibe

What you got has got me I oh I oh I

In the heat a midsummer twist

Too many hearts in the thick of it

Broke one two three are you

Sick of it

Are you sick of it

I am sick of it

Let's get this right on another try

Full swing the rest of the summer nights

Hands roamin' free I close my eyes

Till I see the light I see the light

Babe I'll call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights you look my type

Is it the vino or the Morocco boy vibe

What you got has got me I oh I oh I

Call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights

Baby let me call you mine

What you got has got me I oh I oh I

I wipe the night from off my eyes

If I'm the moon you were the tide

You push and pull from how I shine

You see me shine you see me shine

Around and up up up we go

Cheers three six five to that I'd toast

If not we'll see that's how it goes

That's how it goes but if we don't then

Babe I'll call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights you look my type

Is it the vino or the Morocco boy vibe

What you got has got me I oh I oh I

Call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights

Baby let me call you mine

What you got has got me I oh I oh I

Babe I'll call you mine

Under the Casa Blanca lights you look my type

Is it the vino or the Morocco boy vibe

What you got has got me I oh I oh I