Hey, Danae
Do you still have your Holden?
That old vehicle's golden
How about we take it for a spin
Up and down Lygon?
Listen to music and look at girls
I want to know if we have the same taste
Do you like blondes or brunettes
The cocooned or the coquette?
Don't pull over just yet
Look to the left
There's a 9.5 down the street
And to my right
A perfect 10
Sitting in the driver's seat
I don't know what love is
But I know what it isn't
So let's get married
I'm serious
But only for the citizenship
I've always liked the idea of it
A relationship
That doesn't lie
About its intentions and sh**
How it doesn't apologize
Or anthologize
All the rules and ideas we've filled our heads with
Hey, do you wanna go see a band?
No, I hate bands
It's always packed with men spooning their girlfriends
Clutching their hands
As if they'd let go
They would lift from the ground and ascend
I don't know what love is
But I know what it isn't
I know what love isn't
I know what love isn't
I know what love isn't
I know what love isn't