A Love Song

I woke up late to work
Saw you in the corner of my eye
When did we go to bed last night
Hotshot in a silver old Honda
Busy walking toward me
That shirt looks way too big on you
Girl, who taught you how to thrift
You're in the wrong gear baby
Driving down the highway
With that engine fucking screaming
Girl, can you put the clutch in
This is your fifth Starbucks drink
Take it easy baby
It'll push you off the brink
You know, I love you so much
Sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes you buy too much
Asking questions
Like do those pants flatter my butt
What the fuck
You like Harry Styles
So I blast him in my car
I always wonder who gives a fuck
about these stars
You're in the wrong gear baby
Driving down the highway
With that engine fucking screaming
Girl, can you put the clutch in
This is your fifth Starbucks drink
Take it easy baby
It'll push you off the brink
You know, I love you so much
Can you chill out baby
Talking bout these other guys
It drives me fucking crazy
Girl, can you shut the fuck up
We're subverting expectations
Watching fucking sunsets
And we're always on vacation
No, and that isn't my song
We get along
We get along