Book Club

I was headin' to the bus stop, Matty

You were readin' 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 II"

Then you give me one, another you just finished

You're my library, always open for business

But you never show it, you're just sittin' with it

But I know the score and you're killin' it

Line after line when you're takin' it in

T-t-time after time when you're tryna 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 III"

But then you give me one, another you just finished

You're my library, always open for business

But you never show it, you're just sittin' with it

But I know the score and you're killin' it

Line after line when you're takin' it in

T-t-time after time when you're tryna 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 stepdad, funny

You sound just like your father's son

'98, he liberated

Every Latin rhythm

He never used to play it

She could never stand to listen, oh

Then you give me one, another you just finished

You're my library

But you never show it, you're just sittin' with it

But I know the score and you're killin' it

Line after line when you're takin' it in

T-t-time after time when you're tryna fit in

To some white shoes or a blue collar

Into your white shoes or your blue collar

(Line after line, line after line)