Steak

Don't you worry we'll always be there
Don't you worry we'll always be there my lover
My lover

Don't you worry where we'll end up cooking supper dear 'cause I know
Once we hit the road, nobody can put brakes on our fire
Were an immovable object, were an un-movable object

Once we get out on the road we'll tell all the friends we know
They'll hook us up, they'll shake us around
That's all we need while were in that town
Ill tell her "don't you worry 'bout that, you'll drive i'll sit back i'll relax"
She didn't like my joke about that.

Now its getting sour, now everything's bad

Everybody told me how did you ever suspect to live this way
I said I don't know but ill try, anyway ill try anyway and now i'm slipping, sliding, and fading away
Nobody knows, I really don't care
I really don't post my feelings anywhere
Everybody with their blogs and feminist zines
Her favorite author's a sexist racist, but the favorite author isn't me
(So i'm treated differently)

UHM, I COOKED A STEAK