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Ohh, no What up Bob? God, man We're Hobo Johnson and the Lovemakers, we're a couple kids Five I guess That like to make a little bit of love Like to make a little bit of music Look at that, that's a desk Just kidding Bob, it's a table, I don't care about rules Hi, what's your name? How are you? How's your life? Oh, you got a man? Are you in love? If so, what type? Is it just platonic? Strictly just as friends? Or the type that ties you two together 'til tomorrow's end? If it is, disregard, every time I call you pretty Though it's meant sincerely, it's just my imagination drifting Brush me off, like the dirt on Jay-Z's shoulders So I fall to the ground, collect myself And get ready to take over your heart Or at least your spare time And I love the thought of being with you Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone The second one's way sadder than the first one, but I don't know I love the thought of being with you (ohh!) Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone Man! I really love being in love But I also really love not crying on the... We should go get a cup of coffee And I'll act friendly And I won't pull any stunts But I'm a freaking stunt puller from birth So I don't know what to tell you If I try to confess my love for Scones! I just want to tell you real quick, please, sh-sh-sh I love These scones Just the diversity between the selection The rasberry, the blueberry, the strawberry, pumpkin Even which is basically a fuckin' squash How you gonna make a scone out of a freakin' squash? It blows my mind! Oh, man! But what were you talking about? I'm so sorry to interrupt Oh yeah, you're boyfriend make you mad the other day? What was he saying? What was he talking about? Oh my god, that's crazy What do I think? Hm, let me think about it, let me think about it Hm, hm, hm He was being mean at that time? But I'm sure he's gonna turn around at some point, and I love the thought of being with you Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone Man, I really love being in love, but I also really love not crying on the phone Man, I love the thought of being with you Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone I don't know The second one's way sadder than the first one But I don't know Hi, what's up? Yeah, what's going on? Oh yeah, she told me a lot about you Yeah, uh huh It's so great that you're doing all of those things You should keep doing all of them I think Oh yeah, my name's Hobo Johnson, I'm a rapper I'm actually not a rapper, I'd like to say a musician I play guitar sometimes too, just not good as Derek Which doesn't matter, but She is like the nicest person I've ever met in my whole life And I'm sure you know 'cause you sleep next to her every night And you guys just probably cuddle and kiss or whatever But she, you know, she is just so sweet And she cared about me a lot when no one else cared about me And I think that's really nice, you know, she's just a She's just a peach She's a peach Scone She's a peach scone, Bob And I love the thought of being with her I just really hope that she doesn't get hurt, man They say it takes two years to come back Down to earth From that lovely place that you've been, I heard it's so nice I heard it's so nice, good for you, I'm glad And if you find someone that really loves you for who you are Keep being with 'em, man 'Cause that's what matters in this life, Bob Thank you
Writer(s): Frank Jorge Lopes Jr., Derek Lynch, David Baez-lopez, Jordan Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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