9 Of The Thirstiest Lyrics From Harry Styles' New Album

You’re sweet ice cream, but you could use a flake or two

I bring the pop to the cinema, you pop when we get intimate

A wet dream, just dangling, but your gift is wasted on me

Tracksuit and a pony tail, you hide the body that all that yoga gave you

I guess we’re in time if you're getting yourself wet for me

You’d be the spoon, dip you in honey so I could be sticking to you

Maple syrup, coffee, pancakes for two, hash brown, egg yolk, I will always love you

Take you with me every time I go away, in a hotel using someone else’s name

Green eyes, fried rice, I could cook an egg on you