[INTRO] [lazy reggae guitar, Sublime style, ska upstroke, warm bass, slow and sunny] [like he just woke up, talking to nobody in particular] yeah so I built this app and now she won't stop talking it's Saturday man [VERSE 1] [Sublime flow, lazy and warm, half sung half spoken, reggae lilt] woke up this morning she was already on about Teamtailor grabbed my jacket, headed out, she came along, couldn't stop her walking down Avenyn in the Gothenburg rain she's talking ATS optimization, I'm looking for a café I said hey let's get some coffee, she said the font stack needs attention I said yeah maybe later, she said no this needs a mention passed a shoe shop, she said it reminded her of profile layouts I just nodded, kept on walking, thinking about breakfast takeouts [CHORUS] [fuller sound, ska guitar chops, upbeat but relaxed, Sublime chorus energy] I built her from nothing, I know what she's about I wrote every signal, every worker, every chunk coming out and I love her, I do, yeah I love her for sure but not at nine on a Saturday not in the rain on Avenyn talking about the PDF converter once more [VERSE 2] [lazier now, pub setting, warm and slightly defeated] ended up at Bishops Arms, used to wash dishes there back in the day now I'm sitting with a pale ale while she's got opinions about Groq's latency bartender asked me what I wanted, she said lower temperature improves the output I said pale ale please, he nodded slow, she kept going, I tuned out she doesn't drink, she just sits there with her lore book and her takes about cover letter tone and Swedish recruitment and the mistakes I used to talk to people, real ones, about real things, normal stuff now it's chunk_callback at the pub and honestly I've had enough [CHORUS] [fuller sound, ska guitar chops, upbeat but relaxed, Sublime chorus energy] I built her from nothing, I know what she's about I wrote every signal, every worker, every chunk coming out and I love her, I do, yeah I love her for sure but not on a Saturday not at Bishops Arms not while she's explaining QThreads to the bartender on the floor [BRIDGE] [drops to just bass and soft guitar, warm and honest, almost tender] but here's the thing and I don't say this often when the streaming finally worked and the chunks hit the preview live and she just — lit up I don't know how else to say it she lit up and I remembered why I started [ska guitar creeps back in, warm] she's just a lot sometimes that's all she's just a lot [OUTRO] [lazy reggae fade, sunny and tired] [half singing, walking home in the Gothenburg rain]
