You're in an all-girl band
Your futons second hand
Your parents understand
But you don't care

I have a job in a shop, I'm an undercover cop
I make sure the customers aren't thieves
Old at being young, young at being old
Every thing's on hold within our evolution

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, and now you cannot pretend
There's nothing left that won't cross over

Last night we slept on the lawn
You woke, you woke, you woke, you woke
You woke up and I was gone
Back to the dream I dream to leave
My life with her is a bore

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No more surprises up its sleeve
Old at being young, young at being old
And every thing's been sold to other's revolutions

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, and now you cannot pretend
There's nothing left that won't cross over

You live above your dad's four-car garage
With your vinyl and imaginary entourage
If I pull up in a u-haul, pack up quick
So we can get out of this town
'Cause it makes me sick

You're my alternative girlfriend
I love you, and now you cannot pretend
There's nothing left that won't cross over

You're my alternative girlfriend