Silver Girl

Girl, your command of language has got me sprung You express yourself just like Joan Didion But you're not some snob, you're down to play stupid too I feel hella stupid when I talk to you 'Cause I like you, secretly Yeah, I like you I like you I wanna blow you a kiss, I wanna kiss your neck You're so sort of dreamy, I love your fashion sense Wish you were out here swinging with me in the winter sun 'Cause these clouds are so silly, I got to tell someone I like you, so you're who I'd tell And you'd listen, 'cause you're open Silver girl Silver girl Silver girl Silver girl, ooh, ooh We had so much fun the other night Laughing, sharing a bottle of Tanqueray Seems weird, I was thinking about becoming a ghost earlier that day Hey, I ain't gonna do it, but the thought, it follows me What I'm tryna say is that, "It was nice to have some fun Instead of always having misery" Now you probably think I like you, eerily It's not like that I've always felt sad I just think you're funny Thanks for making me laugh