So you're the girl who waits by the bar and watches us all come unearthed
First come, first serve, she purrs
So serve me a whiskey sour and let's get to work (to work)
Meaning less means so much to me I think as I fumble for my keys
And could it be that she's a nerve,
my body language that suggests there's more to her than her curves.
And maybe my band will save us
all strings aside
detached they glide
maybe our words will fix us
no strings attached
we are redetached
Meaning less means so much to us
we singers, we fumble for our trust
maybe my band could save us
all strings aside
detached they glide
maybe our words will fix us
no strings attached
we are redetached

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