Hair Tie

So it's about, what?

Half 11?

I've had a bit too much to drink

And, um, I need to pee

So I go to the bathroom and I see this girl crying over this guy

And I'm like

"Girl, we don't cry over guys here

Like, he literally looks like SpongeBob"

So I sit down

Give her a little pep talk

And she's still crying

But, um, I don't know

She's crying on the floor, on the floor, "Does he miss me?"

Little black dress to impress, kinda ditsy

The girl next door, she's a little bit tipsy

Drunk tears in her ears, saying, "Does he miss me?"

I say, "You're too pretty to cry, find another

Who knows, he's probably got an even fitter brother

So don't stress in your little black dress, my dear

You gotta let your hair down"

Hair tie on my left hand

Dimmer the lights, the lights

Simmer the set band

Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat

Bun the blisters on my feet and

Let your hair down in the morning

We can dance until the dawnin'

Oh, riding down when he's dancing with me

I walk up to this random guy

I don't know who he is and I'm like

"What's your star sign?"

And he's like, "I don't believe in that shit, sorry"

I was like, "I didn't ask you if you believed in it

I asked what is it?"

With the gift of the gab, he talks like Ghandi

Eyes on the prize when I blink like Bambi

Got a sweet tongue, little shy, he can be

Bit of intellect and wine

We play a bit of ring-a-roses, dizzy doses

Got my heart on my sleeve when his mind imposes

White powder, louder, up his nose

He's gotta let his hair down

Hair tie on my left hand

Dimmer the lights, the lights

Simmer the set band

Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat

Bun the blisters on my feet and

Let your hair down in the morning

We can dance until the dawnin'

Oh, riding down when he's dancing with me

Fit as a fiddle, I let out a giggle

When his poker face played the piggie in the middle

Now I'm stuck in the middle with a riddler and his riddle

Figure out his mind, a little by little

Getting closer, closer to this social smoker

Asked his star sign, now he's lost composure

A sweet talker, sits on the sofa

But can't converse when I lean in closer and

Hair tie on my left hand

Dimmer the lights, the lights

Simmer the set band

Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat

Bun the blisters on my feet and

Let your hair down in the morning

We can dance until the dawnin'

Oh, riding down when he's dancing with me

So I look over and see my hair tie just chillin' on this Virgo man's right hand

He seems a bit different, though, like he's got a bit of a spring in his step

You best believe I never saw that hair tie again

Hair tie on his right hand

Dimmer the lights, the lights

Simmer the set band

Plays a bit of Marvin Gaye on repeat

Bun the blisters on his feet and

Hair tie on his right hand, oh

Hair tie on his right hand

He's a changed changed man

He's a changed changed man

And that's all because of me