challenge yourself man
and write a song
about boring, average,
heterosexual love
that doesn't even try
to scratch the surface
you just sit back and love it
because it is

so you should turn your guitar
up as loud as you can
and then mmm your words
so no one will understand
then yell real loud
and hope no one listens too close
but they don't wanna know

that oh the way she loves
it's all for me
oh the way she'll smile
yeah that's for me too
oh the way she'll shake it when she walks
that's for me
and maybe that guy over there
yeah that guy over there
that that guy over there
that guy over there

no you should get real deep
and metaphorically speak
about burning and falling
and people on the street
and no one'll listen
they'll just imagine it's another folk song
kumbaya my lord

i gotta admit
man i love it when she talks
bout bein mad and gets mad all over again
well she's moody when she's tired
slightly obsessed with compulsion
but she's my perfect little imperfection

and she's all for me
oh the way she'll smile
yeah that's for me too
oh the way she'll shake it when she walks
that's for me
and maybe that guy over there
that that guy over there
those twelve guys over there
the guy she's dancing on the table for
yeah