8-Ball Tattoo

She had an 8-Ball tattoo on her arm You'd see it under her sleeve every time that she strummed her guitar I could never play as well as her And I hate how it's clear she could do so much better If she'd leave us behind, never wondering if we might forget her And yet she sticks around, playing those songs that we love Dude, have you seen that girl on the guitar? What are you talking about? She's killing it! I mean, I've never seen her play before, who is she? She would improvise her solo Wait, are you talking about the red-haired one? She's got, like, a tat on her arm Oh yeah, her! She's like, their new band member And she'd always stay on tempo But when the party's done, I'd wonder if she had fun No, man, I'm not gonna ask her out Come on, she's right there! No! Ahah-what, are you scared? Yeah, I'm not good at this kind of thing! Oh yeah? Ayo! Over here! Hahahah, what're you doing, stop! Hey! Ay! Stop, shut up! -wait, she's coming over! What-oh! What-what do I say? I don't know what to say! Just, like, act cool or somethin'! I don't know how to act cool! Wait-I...ooh Oh, she was coming over to talk to her friend Heh, loser Shut up And when she's bored of us, we'll still be thinking about her And the 8-Ball tattoo on her arm You'd see it under her sleeve every time that she'd strum her guitar I could never live without her But I hate how it's clear she could do so much better (so much better) If she'd leave us behind, never wondering if we might forget her (so much better) And yet she sticks around, playing those songs that we love (that we love) And I'll be left wondering what is it that she sees in us Hey, man, where've you been? I've been looking for you Eh, just walkin' around. I bumped into you-know-who, though. Check this out Hahah, you got her number?