[Intro] (Upbeat ukulele riff, heavy 808 drop, stuttering vocal sample: sub… like the food?…) (Ad-lib: wait, what? haha, yeah) [Verse 1] She said, "I'm a sub," I said, "Like the sandwich?" She rolled her pretty eyes and said, "No, babe, that's not it" I said, "Turkey or Italian? Maybe ham and provolone?" She sighed and grabbed my hoodie, said, "You're impossible alone" She's got daddy issues, and a choker on her neck Says she likes it rough, but she's sweet as a cassette I played it cool, I played it dumb, I asked her for the time She said, "I'll be your everything," I said, "I'll be your rhyme" [Pre-Chorus] I know exactly what she means, but I love to watch her squirm The more I act aloof, the more she wants to learn Why am I so clueless? Why do I play this game? Because the chase is twice as fun when you can't pronounce her name [Chorus] She said she's a sub, I said, "Like the food?" She said, "No, you idiot, I mean I'll be good for you" I said, "Well, then, baby, can you pass me the mustard?" Now she's pulling on my chain like a spider in the dust, yeah Like the food, like the food, I'm acting brand new She wants a rough-handed lover, I want a barbecue She's got those daddy issues, I've got a dad-bod vibe We're a match made in a kitchen, let's go deep-fry [Verse 2] She's into all the things that would make her mama blush Told me she's a little broken, I said, "Babe, we all are crushed" She likes the hand around her throat, but also holding hands She said, "I need a king," I said, "I need some fans" She's reading me her list of every dark desire I'm over here deciding if I want to build a fire I asked her, "Do you mean a sub like under or below?" She bit her lip and whispered, "Maybe both, you'll never know" [Pre-Chorus] I know exactly what she means, but I love to watch her squirm The more I act aloof, the more she wants to learn Why am I so clueless? Why do I play this game? Because the chase is twice as fun when you can't pronounce her name [Chorus] She said she's a sub, I said, "Like the food?" She said, "No, you idiot, I mean I'll be good for you" I said, "Well, then, baby, can you pass me the mustard?" Now she's pulling on my chain like a spider in the dust, yeah Like the food, like the food, I'm acting brand new She wants a rough-handed lover, I want a barbecue She's got those daddy issues, I've got a dad-bod vibe We're a match made in a kitchen, let's go deep-fry [Bridge] (Stripped back, funky bass, delivery deadpan) She said, "I'll call you daddy," I said, "Please, just call a cab" She laughed and threw her hair back, said, "You're the best I've ever had" I said, "But all I did was ask about the menu" She said, "That's the point, you fool, I'm trying to befriend you" Now she's got her hand in mine, and we're walking through the park I said, "So about that sandwich… do you like it in the dark?" [Final Chorus] (Full energy, gang vocals on "like the food") She said she's a sub, I said, "Like the food?" She said, "No, you idiot, I mean I'll be good for you" I said, "Well, then, baby, can you pass me the mustard?" Now she's pulling on my chain like a spider in the dust, yeah Like the food, like the food, I'm acting brand new She wants a rough-handed lover, I want a barbecue She's got those daddy issues, I've got a dad-bod vibe We're a match made in a kitchen, let's go deep-fry [Outro] (Ukulele and power chords fade, stuttering vocal sample: like the food… like the food…) (One final 808 hit, then silence)
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