spearmint (live at the green room)

In the U.S., I must confess
In the Midwest, our summers get
Completely unbearable

You can't dress up; you can't go out
My hair sticks up; my favorite skinny jeans
Are completely unwearable

The heat just hangs there in the air
And all my friends have dehydration
So we just hang there on the couch
In a swelter of hibernation

But you're my spearmint
You keep me clean
You keep me ready to go after all, after all
You're my wintergreen
I wanna chew you up, but never swallow you down
I wanna keep that taste in my mouth

It's Thursday night, so let's go out and run the town
On every Super America in the city
Why not invite some friends of friends?
Who even cares what they expect?
Who cares if we look pretty?

The citrus hangs there on our tongues
I've got a feeling that my thirties will be fun
But I'll call in - I'd call anywhere for you
It's getting late, but I'm not defeated, no

'Cause you're my spearmint
You keep me clean
You keep me ready to go after all, after all
You're my wintergreen
I wanna chew you up, but never swallow you down
I wanna keep that taste in my mouth

You're my spearmint
You keep me clean
You keep me ready to go after all, after all
You're my wintergreen
I wanna chew you up, but never swallow you down
I wanna keep that taste in my mouth
Keep that taste in my mouth
Keep that taste in my mouth