Chorus Charlie Puth. Memories follow me left and right. I can feel you over here, I can feel you over here. You take up every corner of my mind. (What ya gon' do now?). Verse 1 Charlie Puth. Ever
They looked. At her this way. Every since. She was a girl. Mr. Feathers. Mr. Feathers. The echo. In every smile. That would curl. Into a leer. Oh, my dear. (Oh, my dear). Mr. Feathers
Clap hands, here comes Charlie. Clap hands, good time Charlie. Clap hands, here comes Charlie now. . This way, join the party. I say, meet Mccarty. Hey, hey, Charlie take a bow. . Ginger ale
Charlie don't surf and we think he should. Charlie don't surf and you know that it ain't no good. Charlie don't surf for his hamburger momma. Charlie's gonna be a napalm star Everybody wants to
). They make me go (mmm, now). And Charlie doesn't worry in the morning. There's nothing really ever on his mind. Sometimes I think that he's just out to get me. He can never seem to look me in the eyes. He