Book Club

Now I was heading to the bus stop, Matty You were reading in your room, holed up all day You picked me up in a brand new Audi And said "She bought it for herself, on Mother's Day" Then, we hum along To some familiar tune "I like women and songs" And you said "It's from volume two" But there you give me one, another you just finished You're my library, always open for business But you never show it, you're just sitting with it But I know the score, and you're killin' it Line after line, when you're taking it in To the time after time, when you try to fit in To some white shoes or a blue collar, alright So we listened to your choice for the first ten seconds I turned the dial, I turned your expression I said "Now haven't you learned your last lesson?" I try to understand, I just don't get it Then, we hum along All from memory "I like women and songs" You said "It's from volume three" But there you give me one, another you just finished You're my library, always open for business But you never show it, you're just sitting with it But I know the score, and you're killin' it Line after line, when you're taking it in To the time after time, when you try to fit in To some white shoes, or a blue collar To some white shoes, or a blue collar Take me to the bus stop Matty Drive me back to Hamilton You talk about your step dad funny You sound just like your father's son In '98 he liberated every latin rhythm He never used to play it She could never stand to listen, ho But there you give me one, another you just finished You're my library But you never show it, you're just sitting with it But I know the score, and you're killin' it Line after line, when you're taking it in To the time after time, when you try to fit in To some white shoes, or a blue collar Is it your white shoes, or your blue collar Time after time Time after time