Thrift Store Girl

[Verse 1]

Well, she's a thrift store girl

Yeah, she's a beautiful loser

She'll switch price tags for me

Sometimes we meet for coffee

And I don't think she does that for anyone but me

She dresses me for absolutely nothing

Just 'cause she really likes me

[Verse 2]

I'm here for her to serve

She asks for nothing in return

'Cause she's a thrift store babe

She's like my live-in maid

She's just a girl, but still

She's really not afraid

To call in sick so we can hang out in Wicker Park

And rot amongst the cynical prototypes of our love

[Outro]

And I sincerely hope that she's always around

She's around, she always stays around

She's around, she always stays around

She's around, she always stays around

She's around, she always stays around

She's around