Qweeny

See if you can do what the next song tells you
I was having a really good time
Then you fucked it up, baby
I like the way your hips ride those curves
It brings me joy more than this boy deserves
But when your sister calls me late at night
I get confused and I don't know what's right
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I like your whiskey and your pop
And although your saxophone gets on my nerves
I love the way you play the corn blade
And I've seen your sister in her negligee
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Wake up in the morning just to see your face
I put the pedal to the metal and get out of this place
And if I were you then I wouldn't be me
And if you were her then where would we be?
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I say you get angry, I get butterflies
I wish there was some way we could compromise
I would love you every night in every way
And I can see your sister sometime in the day
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah