dodie | she (instrumental)

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  • Опубліковано 17 лип 2022
  • dodie’s she unofficial karaoke instrumental.
    i do not own this song.
    all rights belong to dodie and their team.
    twitter: @allniqht

КОМЕНТАРІ • 4

  • @soulessidiot6131
    @soulessidiot6131 Рік тому +91

    Am I allowed to look at her like that
    Could it be wrong when she's just so nice to look at
    And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
    She tastes like apple juice and peach
    Oh, you would find her in a polaroid picture
    And she means everything to me
    (Oh)
    I'd never tell
    No I'd never say a word
    And oh it aches
    But it feels oddly good to hurt
    She smells like lemongrass and sleep
    She tastes like apple juice and peach
    Oh, you would find her in a polaroid picture
    And she means everything to me
    Oh, oh
    Oh, oh
    and I'll be okay
    Admiring from afar
    Cause even when she's next to me
    We could not be more far apart
    Cause she tastes like birthday cake, and storytime, and fall
    But to her I taste of nothing at all
    And she smells like lemongrass and sleep
    She tastes like apple juice and peach
    You would find her in a polaroid picture
    And she means everything to me
    Yes she means everything to me
    She means everything to me.

  • @lillyward705
    @lillyward705 Рік тому +19

    thank you so much for uploading this omg

  • @lpscheesy1470
    @lpscheesy1470 Рік тому +9

    This is wonderful!

  • @foxtatertot
    @foxtatertot 8 місяців тому +2

    This comment is purely for me as a sapphic currently pining for my best friend, to have a modified gender neutral version of this song, credit goes to nanirimo:
    Am I allowed to look at them like that?
    Could it be wrong when they're just so nice look at?
    Oh, they smell like lemongrass and sleep.
    They taste like apple juice and peach.
    Oh, you would them in a Polaroid album
    And they... mean everything to me.
    Oh...
    I'd never tell.
    No, I'd never say a word.
    Oh, it aches, but it feels oddly good to hurt.
    Oh, they smell like lemongrass and sleep.
    And they taste like applejuice and peach.
    Oh, You would find them in a Polaroid album.
    And they... mean everything to me.
    Ohhh.... Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh...
    I'll be okay admiring from afar.
    Because even when they're next to me,
    We could not be more far apart.
    They taste like birthday cake and storytime and fall.
    But to them... I taste of nothing at all.
    And they smell like lemongrass and sleep.
    They taste like applejuice and peach.
    You would find them in a Polaroid album.
    And they... mean everything to me..
    Yes, they.. mean everything to me..
    They... ey.. mean everything to --me.