Parlour

The girl I like is tight with indie rockers

Every show, the front row, "isn't it awesome?"

Knows their songs before they're on a record

No doubt what they're about, unless they correct her

Saw their video, one shot in slow motion

Concept EP's gonna be about the ocean

With lyrics so deep, repeated nine times over

You know they look nineteen, apparently they're much older

At their day jobs, they are heartthrobs

In the dive bars, they are superstars

You can sing along, feel like you belong

You can buy a shirt and wear it to work

And if you get their CD won't you lend it to me?

The girl I like spent a night with the singer

The high sign was the tan line on his finger

Pen to the paper, he wrote her a song

Took some time, took some time, made it rhyme

And played along

On toy keyboards, broken chords, no bass

The parts in his K-mart guitar are all replaced

And like their video, living in slow motion

Smoking weed, saying they need the right promotion

At their day jobs, they are heartthrobs

In the dive bars, they are superstars

You can sing along, pretend you belong

You can buy a shirt and wear it to work

But if you get their CD won't you lend it to me?