We both know this is going to end
But your hair smells like strawberry so let's pretend
We'll speak our minds someday
We'll talk and act like adults
But for know you can stay and ignore results
oooO I can't find my keys
I'll need my care unlocked once I get off my knees
Please forgive me I don't want to impose
But you have my dignity
And you have my clothes
My coffee's getting cold
When did I get this old?
Can I just put ice in the coffee and my life on hold?
oooO you're sweet like lemonade
But I've avoided sugar since the 9th grade.
Wonderfully absurdist pop songs that manage the tricky balance of humor and hookiness—The Exquisite Corpse as ’60s pop. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 4, 2022