Sorry Ebba

Yup, yup, Ebba's speaking loud Got me questioning what's allowed What does "Swedish values" even mean Fika with korv, Midsommar so serene Should I dance around a maypole too Just to prove I'm Swedish through and through Wear a flower crown, sip that lingonberry Gonna sing folk songs, make it merry But hold up, Ebba, gotta ask you right Does all this fika make me more white Sorry, sorry, sorry, Ebba Deeply sorry, sorry, Ebba Sorry for being too uptight I will try to be more white Sorry, sorry, sorry, Ebba Guess I'll skip the couscous, huh Try to fit your Swedish plan Here I go, a brand-new man I'll eat meatballs 'til I'm blue in the face Smother it in gravy, just in case No more spices, no more heat Just potatoes-bland, yet neat Maybe learn to ski, build a snowman Hygge up, do what I can Shall I swap my music too For ABBA, Roxette, you approve I'll wave my flag, blue and gold Bathe in lakes when it's freezing cold Won't pray too loud, won't make a fuss Promise I'll sit on the right bus Sorry, sorry, sorry, Ebba Deeply sorry, sorry, Ebba Sorry for being too uptight I will try to be more white Sorry, sorry, sorry, Ebba Guess I'll tone it down some more Do my best to blend right in Make you proud, I'll never sin I'll learn the anthem, sing it proud Stand in silence, blend with the crowd Should I start cheering for your team Wear yellow jerseys, live your dream But Ebba, real talk, what's the deal Does this 'Swedishness' feel real Do I lose my soul, my past, my flair Just to show I belong somewhere I'll switch the hummus for your sill Though frankly, it's a bitter pill I'll do what it takes, I'll play along But this right here? My identity's strong Sorry, sorry, Ebba, we're not done It's been quite the awkward run I'll fika hard, dance to ABBA's beat But I won't erase what makes me complete Salam, Salam, Salam, my friend This ain't the song for hate to extend Fika's fun, sure, I might try But in the end, it's just a lie Salam, Salam, Salam, so sweet Find me here, with spices on my street Sorry, Ebba, for all your fears I'll keep my heart through all these years Sorry, sorry, sorry, Ebba Deeply sorry, sorry, Ebba Sorry for being too uptight But I won't trade my colors for white