Ice Cream Song

There's nothing romantic about perfection
There's something so peculiar in your eyes
Some people never see the mirror
Just some rosy cheeks and defined jawlines

The waitress at the restaurant's lost her temper
If she gets one more order then she's bound to blow a fuse
And set a course for global domination
All cause one man said, hey, what do we have to lose

I don't see what the big deal is
There's a million things that I could do right now
14,000 different kinds of ice cream
And I can fall asleep to recorded nature sounds

Fat, happy, and distracted
Only losers watch the news
All those men who wreaked of virtue
Asking themselves, what the hell did we do



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Hobba
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