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 f*ck You like Harry Styles So I blast him in my car I always wonder who gives a f*ck 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 f*ck 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