Intelligence

Before it's too late, she wants to let him know
But she hesitates, oh how those moments go
So much more than flame and passion on a whim
She's a clever dame, and she's smiling as she says to him:

If you show me yours, I'll show you mine
Let's celebrate this Valentine
If you give me yours I'll give you mine
Intelligence is so fine
So let her leave her mind switched on
That's what really drives her on
Somebody's home and the lights are on
This could last from dawn till dawn till dawn

Just one more thing that must fall into place
She wants to show him what's behind her face
All of the galaxies inside her head
What would he say or do if she said:

There's a greater thing atop my spine
So let's celebrate this Valentine
Growing younger as we go through time
We're living life in our prime
So let her leave her brain switched on
That's what really drives her on
Somebody's home and the lights are on
This could last from dawn till dawn till dawn

Growing younger as we go through time
We're living life in our prime

Well, I think, I know
That the only thing left is fun (nah, nah, nah)
Yeah the only thing left is fun (nah, nah, nah)
I said the only thing left is fun (nah, nah, nah)
The only thing left is fun (nah, nah, nah)

Now you can have a taste, but do not waste
No no don't brush, baste (What?!)
Clean your dishes (uh!), your fishes (uh!), your wishes (no!)
Intentions are: wash the car, split some wood
Mighty good, didn't think you could
What?
Now listen
What?
Now don't you start playing like you misunderstood
You know I'm nice
I mean I let you use my lawnmower more than twice
And I'm living (dead), green (red)
Happy (sad), have (yeah, you had!)
Playful (mean!), red (green)
Short (tall), winter (fall)
Playful?! (yeah) well I'm as playful as Christmas lights
And I'm as red as the red of your face
When we get in a fight (fight?!)
That's right, red as all this red tape nice and tight
And I ain't gonna do a dish, nah, till you
Stand up and say you'll tie the knot with licorice, black
Two circles and a snap
And I'm going to school for you yes (nahhh!)
Trying to get my degree, yeah, my MRS
So take me for a forever ride, and once again
Please kiss the bride

So let her leave her brain switched on
That's what really drives her on
Growing younger as we go through time



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Writer(s): Charlie Bookout
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