i'll tell you what there is plenty wrong with me,
but i fixed up a few old buildings
and i planted a few trees
children seem to like me
and animals too
like the birds and the bees
i'm eating a sandwich,
standing over the kitchen counter
with only the sound of chewing in the room
i can see you as a challenge
that i will eagerly meet
'cuz you are way way way way sweet
it's just that kind of evening
that cracks open like a half shaken beer,
cool and refreshing, running down your arm
baby, there's no other place i'd rather be than here
so pardon my periodic alarm.
you are ever true, ever new in love
and i mean that in the best and worst way
and i don't really know what i was so mad about
but the full moon is about a week away
and i tell you what
there is plenty wrong with you,
stuff you'd sooner fight for than cop to
but i think it's just more reason why we are meant to be
people say i look like you and you look like me
we get this crazy combination of everything and nothing right
we are way way way way way way way way way tight,
yes, we are way way way way way way way way way tight,
we are way way way way way way way way way tight.
Ani DiFranco Lyrics brought to you by danah boyd since 1995