Mover Awayer

One-two-three-four-five-six-do it!

(Yeah)

(Fear the)

(Fear the)

Fear the man who lives without love

And the lover who lives without fear

Fear the man who always

Wants to fight, he's not a talker

Fear the talker who never wants to fight

He's got no guts

Fear the man who knows he's gonna die

So he cries every night

And just denies his life's beauty

And fear the man who has heaven in his plans

He gets so complacent

That he doesn't call his family

Fear the man who doesn't understand

That there's a million fish in the sea, but

Fear the girl who he really thinks

Is a different species, she'll rip your heart out

She makes my mondays feel like fridays

She makes my ruby tuesdays

Taste like benihanas

And all I really want is just

For us to get along

For us to get along

She makes my mondays feel like fridays

She makes my ruby tuesdays

Taste like benihanas

And all I really want is just

For us to get along

For us to get along

(Give me a break)

My girl moved away, huh

Can't help but think

It's something that I say that

Makes her flee my loving arms

And smiling face, and move to a place

Where nobody even lovingly says her name

You know it's something that I'd do

Like not text back for a day or two, that says

She deserves someone better, but

Every single guy she's ever loved

To me sounds really fucking dumb, and stupid

If I become a man

I'll grab your cheek with my unwavering hand and

I'll tell you that I'll never second guess

All the lovely love we made, and

You don't want kids but

Please let's about it someday, you know

But you moved away and I

I grabbed you tight and then

I helped you to your car

In that shitty parking lot, you know

I really miss you, and

And I hope that you miss me too

I really hope that you miss me too

She makes my mondays feel like fridays

She makes my ruby tuesdays

Taste like benihanas

And all I really want is just

For us to get along

For us to get along

She makes my mondays feel like fridays

She makes my ruby tuesdays

Taste like benihanas

And all I really want is just

For us to get along

For us to get along

(One-two-three-four-five-six-do it!)

In the more beautiful of films

The hopeless protagonist dies in the end

And whether his eyes stay shut

Or he just stops caring enough

It just feels the same

You made my mondays feel like fridays

You made my ruby tuesdays taste like benihanas

And all I really wanted

Was for us to get along

(Give me a break)