On the Couch by Karen Meat Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You were really good at basketball in high school
And you're really good at basketball right now
And you're really good at making people smile (Ah-ah-ah)
And you're getting pretty good at hanging out
The season's over
Your guard is down
And we [?] on the couch
[Verse 2]
You're getting pretty good at writing love songs
And I was thinking maybe you could help me out
Here's Brad, and he loves to write love songs (Ah-ah-ah)
But he ain't no good at hanging out
Is he still human?
I have my doubts
Can't even kick it on the couch
[Chorus]
But now, it's getting late
The couch is gеtting stained
And I'm forgetting evеrything I knew
My hands begin to shake
I don't know what to say
And I'm regretting everything I do
[Verse 3]
You're looking pretty dope in those new track shoes
Well, I was thinking maybe we could run around
Train for a race we'll never run in (Ah-ah-ah)
[?]
I'm feeling lonely
I need a hand
Maybe we could start another band
[Chorus]
But now, it's getting late
The couch is getting stained
And I'm forgetting everything I knew
My hands begin to shake
I don't know what to say
And I'm regretting everything I do
You were really good at basketball in high school
And you're really good at basketball right now
And you're really good at making people smile (Ah-ah-ah)
And you're getting pretty good at hanging out
The season's over
Your guard is down
And we [?] on the couch
[Verse 2]
You're getting pretty good at writing love songs
And I was thinking maybe you could help me out
Here's Brad, and he loves to write love songs (Ah-ah-ah)
But he ain't no good at hanging out
Is he still human?
I have my doubts
Can't even kick it on the couch
[Chorus]
But now, it's getting late
The couch is gеtting stained
And I'm forgetting evеrything I knew
My hands begin to shake
I don't know what to say
And I'm regretting everything I do
[Verse 3]
You're looking pretty dope in those new track shoes
Well, I was thinking maybe we could run around
Train for a race we'll never run in (Ah-ah-ah)
[?]
I'm feeling lonely
I need a hand
Maybe we could start another band
[Chorus]
But now, it's getting late
The couch is getting stained
And I'm forgetting everything I knew
My hands begin to shake
I don't know what to say
And I'm regretting everything I do