Lime Cordiale, Idris Elba - What's Not to Like Lyrics

Heavy is the heart that wants to be a famous face
Sucking all the air out of the room
Fragile is the ego of the man that needs to win
'Cause he doesn't know how to lose

You think they're in the palm of your hand
But they're really under your skin
Just when I think that I understand
Then I find I don't know a thing

What's not to like about me?
I'm a lover, not a fighter sort of thing
Imagine life without me
Don't stir me up 'cause I'm not your cup of tea

Look at yourself

Look, sweetheart
I really wanna depart
Your lights are on, but no one's home
Get off your phone and let's restart
Back of my police car
I never wanna leave you
Let Luther tell ya my name is Elba
"Sayonara", see ya

You think they're in the palm of your hand
But they're really under your skin
Just when I think that I understand
Then I find I don't know a thing

What's not to like about me?
I'm a lover, not a fighter sort of thing
Imagine life without me
Don't stir me up 'cause I'm not your cup of tea

Look at yourself (self, self, self, self)
(Self, self, self, self)
(Self, self, self, self)
(Self, self, self, self, self)

Woo
Alright everyone, settle down
I'll tell you what's not to like about us
Take it away, 'Dris
Yes
Um, um
Imagine life without us, I mean it
Ah, Oli
I bet you can't really
Um, Louis?
Yeah, I'm sure there's a few things

La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

What's not to like about me?
I'm a lover, not a fighter sort of thing (can't you see?)
Imagine life without me
Don't stir me up 'cause I'm not your cup of tea

Look at yourself
Look at yourself
Look at yourself, self, self, self, self