Blind Date

Annandale Heights

It's a thursday in the summer
I'm waiting at stop sign.
Got directions from a hobo
And in case you're wondering he's doing fine.
I'm on my way to a blind date, this girl that I've never met.
I'm wondering if it's too late, to fake a british accent.

And your moms waiting outside
Do I really have to say hi to her?
It's a blind date, and I'm not ready
I'm pretty sure kids don't do this anymore.
It's a blind date, and if I'm lucky, you'll look as good as your
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So she walks out to the street
She gets so close that I start to scream.
She gets in the car and asks what's wrong.
I said, "I'm just trying to sound like michael bohn..."
And I think I might've overdressed, with this stupid turtleneck.

It's a blind date, and I'm not ready
I'm pretty sure kids don't do this anymore.
It's a blind date, and I forgot her name
I think it's clio, something weird
I think it's clio, I'm pretty sure it clio, I'm gonna call her clio
It's a thursday in the summer and I'm waiting at a stop sign
And I'm thinking in my head, "what the hell am I doing here?"

This chick doesn't even watch the office
Or understand a single spongebob reference
I'm pretty she's never tried ranch dressing
She makes me feel like a padowan
She only likes the newer pokemon
We just met and I'm ready to move on

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