I'd like to know you better

And maybe take you home

I'd like to meet your father

But really not tonight

We'll be stopping off at Dayvilles

For pistachio and beer

It's the flavour of the month but

You're my flavour of the year



I could eat

Sandwiches of you

You could eat

Sandwiches of me



Oh my papa

He will not approve

He won't like your car

Or the way that you conduct yourself

In public

Your move.

Shame, shame on you

I want to keep this friendship platonic

I respect the fact that you're waiting

For Mister Right

Am I wrong?

Let's pull over

Please let's pull over

And discuss the ramifications

Of a lasting and complex relationship

Like mature and responsible people do

Am I getting through?



I could eat

Sandwiches of you

You could eat

Sandwiches of me

I could eat

Sandwiches of you

You could eat

Sandwiches of me