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Blame it on my ESP or my sensitive teeth To put my yellow Jansport and puffer on her empty seat We were on an overnight bus to Scranton That's when she played me Belle & Sebastian She said "When you get back to Manhattan Let's chill, call me" "Okay, I will" She said I like goth girls and pulp in orange juice That says a lotta cool things about you A denim oversized coat and combat boots I think I like, oh no, I think I love you Super Cali, fragile ego mild psychosis Can I Amazon Prime you a book on Freud and hypnosis? I got a head full of lice and some ideas But you're a wise python beyond your years She said I like thick girls and pulp in orange juice That says a lotta cool things about you Had a Mexican Coke and a Baby Ruth I think I like, oh no, I think I love you It's more than the recycled air that made me feel so hyped Yeah, she made me wanna be a girl, so I could be her type Wow-wow, wow-wow She said I like goth girls and pulp in orange juice That says a lotta cool things about you A denim oversized coat and combat boots I think I like, oh no, I think I love you She said I like K-Pop and pulp in orange juice That says a lotta cool things about you I wanna take you to prom and relive my youth I think I like, oh no, I think I love you (Pulp in orange juice) we're pulling into Lackawanna Station (Coat and combat boots) we say goodnight, and I'm visibly shaking
Writer(s): Oren Yoel, Matthew Bair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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