Sycamore Smith - This Here Finger lyrics

So nice, lying with you In the bright, golden morning light Still, I can't help noticing You're wasted and your coat is on... Tell me where you went last night On the one hand, there's what you say And on the other hand, there's what you do And this here finger bone Flying high and all alone Is for the difference between the two Remember the letter you said was from your granny? Well, I pulled it from the trash, my dear Now, why would your granny say To meet her in the alleyway And not to bother wearing your bra**iere? The auto mechanic called you again You know, that guy is kinda tying up the line He said that your car will be ready at ten And you can come and get it at nine