Monday, September 11

pardon me but i'm QUIZZICAL

Quizzical by Juliet the Orange

I don't even comb my hair
When I wake up in the morning
I've always been like that
My clothes are on the floor
And I just don't have the time to put them back

Is this what you truly want for a girlfriend
Or am I just someone you find
pretty cute for a good time?
Don't go breaking my heart
I think very deeply
and I hold very dearly from the start

So why do you still love me

I'm so useless in the kitchen
And my cuisine is lousy
It makes you want to curl
My toes are awfully huge
And I am not just the stuff that makes a girl

Is this what you truly want for a girlfriend
Or am I just someone you find
pretty cute for a good time?
Don't go breaking my heart
I think very deeply
and I hold very dearly from the start

So why do you still love me
Pardon me ... I'm quizzical

I don't even call you baby
'Cause that's what I call my dog
It would have sounded funny and so strange
Don't expect me to be crawling over you
For maybe I am just a poor unromantic

So why do you still love me
Pardon me ... I'm quizzical

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