Same Shit/Complicated

And a little garden plot

I really hate commercials

But I got a slap-chop

Cause I'm a sucker for a remix

Let me tell you what

By the time that I am finished

You are gonna love these nuts

I'm a little bit pop culture, a lot bit diy

I don't know the definition of tmi

I write poems about my period

Post pictures of my log

If you don't like body functions

You shouldn't read my blog

My husband's a musician

From the mountains in France

He wrote me a song

We did interpretive dance

Then he knocked me up

Now we have the coolest kid

Yeah, hooking up with him's

The smartest thing I ever did

And I feel like I can fly

When I'm on roller skates

I get a little high

When I eat dried dates

I feel like I'm unloading

When I'm loading up the car

I feel like I'm exploding

When I'm holding my guitar

I don't understand

What numbers have to do with success

Or what sales have to do with happiness

Unless they're the kind

Of sails that will carry me to sea

Where my grandma and grandpa

Are waiting for me

I never thought I'd make it to 25

Now I'm 37, and I'm glad that I'm alive

If I ever need a tour bus

I'm still gonna drive

Cause I looking out the windshield

As the world goes by

Looking out the windshield

As the world goes by

Yeah, looking out the windshield

As the world goes by

Now I'm 37 and I'm glad that I'm alive

And I like looking out the windshield

As the world goes by