Give it Time

I know we just met
And I know you don't like me
And I know it won't last
I hope it won't last
Give it time
Ohh oh give it time
I know that when I walked into this restaurant
I tripped on the stairs right away
Careened into a table and spilled everything in sight
To the floor
Mmm Mm Mmmmm yeah hey hey yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah

I heard you say that I got as much grace as Goofy
And then your date said I'm an uglier Mr. Bean
That's mean

I heard you talking 'bout your party tomorrow night
My e-vite must have gone into my spam
I hope you have a great time with your gruyère and wine and maybe me
Please invite me

I'm bringing Arby's to the party
What's wrong?
You don't like Arby's at your party
That's fine
I'll just suck the horsey packets outside all by myself (yeah)

I'm not thinking straight
After all, I did just fucking nail my head
On the ride share door when I got here
Driver said "Duck your head."
But my headphones were blasting (yeah)
Ricky Martin

It was an Uber blooper (yeah yeah)
A real Uber floober
I'm talkin' Uber floober
Makes me act this way and I'll come to your party (yeah)

I'll eat my Arby's outside which is okay by me
I'll still have some fun
You just wait and see
But every so often would you let me use the bathroom please
This beef and cheese gives me the Hershey squirts

It was an Uber floober
Just give it time
You never know
That's why you give it time
It was an Uber floober
A floober boober
A scoop sloober swoop
Doobay doober yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooooh ooh yeah
I bonked my head and now I got shit in my underpants
Yeah



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Writer(s): Michael Hanford
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