It's been a while
Since someone else's jokes have made me smile
A little off-color
But that's all part of your style
You look so good in that sweater boy
And your double cuffed jeans, no you're not like the other guys
Oh, I'm just sippin' on my white wine
But when I lean in, you smell like vodka and Crystal Light
I wanna know what makes you sad
What's on your mind?
(What's in your mind?)
I can't put my finger on you, but that's what I like
That's what I like
That's what I like
You look so good in that turtleneck
And your corduroy fit, haircut looks like an accident
You're so hard to read, you're cryptic
But when you lean in, we could kiss like the alphabet
I wanna know what makes you sad
What's on your mind?
(What's on your mind?)
I can't put my finger on you, but that's what I like
That's what I like
That's what I like
You look so good in that sweater boy
And your double cuffed jeans, no you're not like the other guys
Oh, I'm just sippin' on my white wine
But when I lean in, you smell like vodka and Crystal Light
