I want she back
Oh I want she back
Oh I want
Oh I want she back

I want she back
Oh I want she back
Oh I want
I want she back

I woke up like this
I didn't feel my feet
I knew that something was different
So I went to the kichten
Had my coffe on the balcony
Smoking my cigarrete
New routine

Oh... I'm feeling down
Even with a clean house
My mind is a mess
So I try to sing like that
Try to sing like that
Try to sing like that

Oh... I'm feeling down
Even with a clean house
My mind is a mess
So I try to sing like that
Try to sing like that
Try to sing like that

I woke up like this
I didn't feel my feet
I knew that something was different
So I went to the kichten
Had my coffe on the balcony
Smoking my cigarrete
New routine

I walk on the street full of faces covered
I want my routine back
I want my old world back
Quarantine

I want she back
Oh I want she back
Oh I want
Oh I want she back
Routine