(First Verse)
The bugs cower to me and they collide with one another
the birds eat them up, you start to walk up to the counter,
I thought to myself, "Wow, wow, I've finally found her...",
We discovered each other, and of this feeling I'm ******* sure,
it's otherworldly
Like we criss-crossed and tied, our lives hover, gnarled
Ran across with a stride, brush aside any fright, fear and/or strife
Say hello to her, "What can I get fer ya?" - "I concur,
this for sure, isn't life. This is her, that's for sure, she must be my ******* wife."
Quite the relation - I'm not sure
I know that I hasten to, answer her question of,
"Can I get an application?" - uh
"You've got my attention what's, the variable here, for this equation!"
"PAUL!  Patience, you really need to calm your passion.
Answer this poor girl her question,
then you can think of this connection."

"Yeah, hold on."

"Yeah hold on? That was weak as **** my man.
Expand a little more next time; try and play another hand."

(Chorus)
You will get another chance, so no worries,
do not fret,
she will not misunderstand,
you can say the right words, no regret
even when you think you can't.