I saw her picking her nose
in the car next to me
she thinks I didn't see
but I clearly saw her
I saw her picking her nose
like no one was there
that's the kind of girl I want
a girl who doesn't care
two fingers up there
is better than one
If I could help you pick your nose
then I think I found the one
I think I like you
I think I like you....a lot
oh you're so cute
the way those fingers move
I think I like you....a lot
She start a driving
I follow her
she rolls down her window
are you my soul-mate, sir?
Then I show her my fingers
moldy green with crust
she sees that I'm aged perfection
I park, she picks me up
So later that night, we end up
covered in beautiful, beautiful, shtuff
boy ain't life good
I think I'm in love