I'm on the morning you meet me at the hotel and your barbie coffee just slilling on yourself but you never take things seriously it's got a word I'd like you so much honestly I wrote an old note to pull it in the pocket you take it to your 100-york apartment kissing in the taxi Until the driver gives us dirty looks back on this L-O-B-E Or something like that, you're crazy But it's not in a bad way, dancing on the highway You make me feel like I'm 17 Yeah, this is L-O-B-E Or something really close, hey baby I think you're really dope, but honestly don't know why I should've removed your sign Because this is love, right?