A-Team - A-TEAM

Written by：Ed Sheeran

Angels to fly

And they say

She's in class A team

She's in class daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately

And they say

She's in class A team

She's in class daydream

Been this way since eighteen

But lately

We're just under the upper hand

And go mad for a couple grams

And she don't want to go outside tonight

And in a pipe she flies to the motherland

And sells love to another man

It's too cold outside

For angels to fly

Angels to fly

Angels to fly

Angels to fly

Angels to fly

Angels to fly