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