You're a cold peach
On a hot beach
You're the juice dripping down my chin
You're a hospital gown
Keeping me decent
And a handful of ibuprofen

You're a simile
I'm a metaphor
You're like almost as I is
You're the star and heart shaped stickers
Helping cover up my zits

I am, you are
I am, you are

You're Weird Al
I'm a pop song
Cmon baby hum my tune
You're Ringo
Here's the thing though
I'd keep the beat for you

I'm dylan
You're a journalist
Trying to figure out Bob
I'm Mama Cass
You're Stevie Mac
We dream like it's our job

I am, you are
I am, you are
I am, you are
I am, you are

I'm your girlfriend
At the day's end
I'm the clean sheets tucked in tight
You're the reason
For my every season
Get outta here Jesus Christ

You're a doctor
I'm a dropout
Here we both are scooping ice cream
I'm a pentagram
You're the blessing lamb
Baby you make me complete

I am, you are
I am, you are
I am, you are
I am, you are

So hard to describe
But I love you so I try