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