Texty: Lambchop. I Hope You're Sitting Down. I Will Drive Slowly.

Where's the keys cause i've forgotten
Where i put them when i came home
I thought i left them there on the table
I will need them when i go out

And i count your fingers you still have ten
Your sweater's fuzzy against my chin (skin)
And i will drive slowly so i can show ya
The radio that's in the magnolia

I got the giggles, we were at the movies
I drank some water so i'd shut up
It wasn't funny, no one else was laughing
Somebody shuddered, i lightly crushed your cup

And i count your fingers you still have ten
Your sweater's fuzzy against my chin (skin)
And i will drive slowly so i can show ya
The radio that's in the magnolia

A belt has clicked, the starter started
A mirror straightented, a pedal pressed
I fell your hand resting on my kneecap
I see your face, it's against the glass

And i count your fingers you still have ten
Your sweater's fuzzy against my chin (skin)
And i will drive slowly so i can show ya
The radio that's in the magnolia