Offside - Lola Coca

There was a guy like 6 foot 2

He was red and I was blue

A good looking player

But player by nature too

He ran in circles, I read between

Those lines of his that were Roy Keane

But remember this indeed

The game is won by endurance, not just speed

So gimme all you got and don’t blow your shot

And you may score

But just be sure, you don’t come up a little forward

Is that a tear in your eye, did I hurt your pride?

Boys don’t cry

My red flags high, offside

Where is the goal?

You said you need to stand alone

To keep me up at home

Oh well, the balls in your court

I don’t dive, you tripped me in my stride

'Cause damn he got those eyes, hey Ronaldo

So gimme all you got and don’t blow your shot

And you may score

But just be sure, you don’t come up a little forward

Is that a tear in your eye, did I hurt your pride?

'Cause boys don’t cry

My red flags high, offside

Where is the goal?

(Where's the goal?)

You said you need to stand alone (He needs to stand alone)

To keep me up at home

Oh well, the balls in your court (The balls in your court)

I don’t dive, you tripped me in my stride (You tripped me in my stride)

Damn he got those eyes, hey Ronaldo

I was paying attention

To your switch in direction

It was like you wanted me pregnant

Within the first 20 seconds

Look I’m sure there’ll be seconds you got my manager stressing, yeah

The tackle looked reckless

Like you been pushing at benches

I like my man in the trenches

You’re in my fantasy league

You’re finding your feet, high key

Let’s just do it Nike

And transfer your whole weight

But wait 'til our third date

And if you weren’t so keen

We could make a dream team

Where is the goal?

You said you need to stand alone

To keep me up at home

Oh well, the balls in your court (The balls in your court)

I don’t dive (Don't dive), you tripped me in my stride (In my stride)

'Cause damn he got those eyes, hey Ronaldo

So gimme all you got and don’t blow your shot

And you may score

But just be sure, you don’t come up a little forward

Is that a tear in your eye, did I hurt your pride?

'Cause boys don’t cry

My red flags high, offside

My red flags high, offside

My red flags high, offside