I hop into your car, we get inside the moon
You get excited just like thunder
Her friends think I'm a square, they walk all over me
She gets excited just like thunder
Christ, it's always the same, it's always
Christ, whaddya mean?
We're driving to the moon, then she calls me her Super glue
She's so excited she says, Baby, whatever
She looks like Britney spears with all her makeup on
I get excited, she says, baby, whatever
Christ, it's always the same, it's always
Christ, whaddya mean?
Don't be surprised if I haven't called
I know what you're up to
After all, shot through the head, relearning to crawl
I know what you're up to after all
Tired of tripping around
I'm getting tired of tripping around