| I’m a go-getter, so I go and got her
|
| I’m an introvert, superstitious globetrotter
|
| She’s a do-gooder, could do much better
|
| She matched her blue eyes to her blue sweater
|
| We had some good food, some good weather
|
| But I’m a paranoid by default, sun-setter
|
| And now we’re never running on time
|
| It must be something in our star sign, and I
|
| Put some serious thought into my outfit
|
| I hope you notice
|
| And it won’t be long 'til I show circuit
|
| I hope you know this
|
| I only came for peanut butter
|
| Channel surfing in the covers
|
| Dreaming of the leafy suburbs
|
| I’ll keep her in my kitchen cupboard
|
| Through the summer we’ll be lovers
|
| I hope you know you’re front runner
|
| 'Cause there’s no prize for second best
|
| Our modern day scenarios
|
| Fruit loops, goodbyes and cheerios
|
| See you later maybe never
|
| My girl is strong enough to micro-dose
|
| And she don’t have to wear a sugar coat
|
| Such a privilege that she steps inside my anecdote
|
| And I can’t fuck with no one else
|
| I put some serious thought into my outfit
|
| I hope you notice
|
| I only came for peanut butter
|
| Channel surfing in the covers
|
| I’m dreaming of the leafy suburbs
|
| I’ll keep her in my kitchen cupboard
|
| Through the Summer we’ll be lovers (yeah)
|
| I hope you know you’re front runner
|
| 'Cause there’s no prize for second best |