Booster Seat

[Intro]

I get to ride down fancy street

Strapped up in a booster seat

[Verse 1]

(I get to ride down fancy street) He's condescending me

(Strapped up in a booster seat) Yelling how I'm supposed to be having fun

(I get to ride down fancy street) He's not the enemy

(Strapped up in a booster seat) He's my own savior, an abundance of love

(I get to ride down fancy street) He's accidentally

(Strapped up in a booster seat) Stepping on all my toes, every single one

[Chorus]

I could go home with you

I could go home with you

I could go home with you

I could go home with you

[Verse 2]

And I sure do miss the luxury, baby

(I get to ride down fancy street)

(Strapped up in a booster seat) You were my true and final getaway car

(I get to ride down fancy street)

(Strapped up in a booster seat) My one way ticket home from the crazies

[Chorus]

I can't go home with you

I can't go home with you

I can't go home with you

I can't go home with you

[Bridge]

So condescending (I'm not bitching, you're not listening)

I'm not bitching, you're not listening, you're not listening

So condescending (I'm not bitching, you're not listening)

So condescending (I'm not bitching, you're not listening)

[Outro]

(And I sure do miss the luxury, baby) He's intertwined with me

And now I can't find what's even mine

He's condescending me

Yelling how I'm supposed to be feeling fine

(And I sure do miss the luxury, baby) He's done it all for me

So how dare I claim anything's mine

He's cutting into me

Yelling how I stained his pretty knife

(And I sure do miss the luxury, baby) He's intertwined with me

And now I can't find what's even mine

He's condescending me

Yelling how I'm supposed to be feeling fine

So condescending

Condensation from your window was weeping