[ Featuring Evan Souza ]
You're outta my league like bumblebees in honey trees
Sunny D's get the money schemes
The green machine stay hunting me
Happy Birthday
I used to want it in the worst way
Like the church say
Open your hearts and open your wallets
I can't wait to marry you once you graduate college
Black nail polish
Sum 41
I'm in a yellow punch buggy and I'm feeling dumb
Band on the run
Hand on the gun
I used to be in love with porn stars
I once saw clien Iverson at Checkers in a sports car
We could share a milkshake
We could split the bill two ways
Tomorrow's a new day
You say I rap a lot about food
Well we could have a picnic in the nude
Running through the field picking flowers
Next comes marriage and a baby shower
K I S S I N G
I'll buy you cortisone if your skin gets itchy
I ain't Richie Rich, more like Brokey Broke
New dance do the Hockey Poke
Turn yourself around
We could pretend we don't know each other and just met here in the lounge
Whoop whoop
That's the sound, that's the sound
I came down swinging
Next morning, I woke up singing
I'm just mad about Saffron
They call me Mellow Yellow
Remember in The Office when he had the stapler in the Jello
It's sorta like that cos I'm stuck on you
You're my world; you're my girl, you're my baby boo
Let's listen to Buzzy Linhart down in Berkeley
I quit biting my nails cold turkey
Maybe I'll even clean my room
You sing like an angel
Maybe I'll just straighten up and light a candle
They used to call me cndre Igoudala with the handles
Playing THPS, listening to The Vandals
Cnd if the government could read my mind
They'd know I'd do anything for this little light of mine
You're my sunshine, you're my muse
You always cheer me up like the B-52's
I got my groove back
Love shack, baby, love shack
Queen of my heart, I put nothing above that
...Skip to my Lou Betty Sue
I'll be changing your oil at the Jiffy Lube
Even redid the upholstery
Shining up the rims
Maybe I'll cut out soda and go to the gym
It's the little things that count
We could watch the ball drop
We could watch the ball bounce
I always wanted someone to kiss at midnight
You give me life you give me light
Cnd I give it right back so
You could always feel me and my rap flow
I could write words like stars in the sky
Remember that night in your car I cried
Cos I feel I don't deserve
To be happy in a capitalist society that connects money to your worth
Cnd your productivity
It's all Toxicity
Never give up on your dreams
Nobody knows what they wanna be
But as long as I'm with you bliss ain't too far
Now excuse me while I kiss the Stars
