Lyrics

I'm a go-getter, so I go and got her I'm an introvert, superstitious globetrotter She's a do-gooder, could do much better She matched her blue eyes to her blue sweater We had some good food, some good weather But I'm a paranoid by default, sun-setter And now we're never running on time It must be something in our star sign Put some serious thought into my outfit I hope you notice And it won't be long 'til I show circuit I hope you know this I only came for peanut butter Channel surfing in the covers Dreaming of the leafy suburbs I'll keep her in my kitchen cupboard Through the summer, we'll be lovers I hope you know you're front-runner 'Cause there's no prize for second best Our modern day scenarios Fruit loops, goodbyes and cheerios See you later, maybe never My girl is strong enough to micro-dose And she don't have to wear a sugar coat Such a privilege that she steps inside my anecdote And I can't fuck with no one else So I'll put some serious thought into my outfit I hope you notice I only came for peanut butter Channel surfing in the covers Dreaming of the leafy suburbs I'll keep her in my kitchen cupboard Through the summer, we'll be lovers I hope you know you're front-runner 'Cause there's no prize for second best
Writer(s): Robert James Milton, Murray Cameron Matravers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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