Ohhh, listen up

Young man, is a, is a, young man

He writes stories

He's a writer, little writer boy

He falls in love with the girl, girl already has a boyfriend

She kinda loves him back, but not really

They're just really good friends

And that's fine, he understands, It's rational

Hi, what's your name?

How are you?

How's your life?

Oh, you got a man?

Are you in love? If so, what type?

Is it just platonic, strictly just as friends?

Or the type that ties you two together, 'til tomorrow's end?

If it is, disregard everytime I call you pretty, though

It's meant sincerely, it's just my imagination drifting

Brush me off, like the dirt on Jay-Z's shoulders

So I fall to the ground, collect myself

And get ready to take over your heart

Or at least your spare time

And I love the thought of being with you

Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone

Hey, the second one's way sadder than the first one, but

I don't know

I love the thought of being with you (wooh!)

Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone

The second one's way sadder than the first one, but

I don't know

We should go and get a freakin' cup of coffee

And I'll act friendly

And I won't pull any stunts

But I'm a little stunt puller from birth

So I don't know what to tell you if I try to confess my love for

Scones!

I just want to say somethin' real quick, please shh-sh, listen

I love, these scones

Just the diversity between the selection they have here

The blueberry, the rasberry, the strawberry, pumpkin

Which is basically a freakin' squash

How do you make a scone out of a freakin' squash?

Ohh where, oh where, oh that s**t blows my mind

That's Elon Musk just in his lil' lab cookin' up, baby

But what were you talking about?

Oh yeah, your boyfriend made you mad the other day?

What was he saying? Oh, what do I think?

Hmm, he was being mean at that part-point?

But I'm sure he's gonna turn around at some point as well, and

I love the thought of being with you

Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone

The second one's way sadder than the first one, but

I don't know

I love the thought of being with you

(Woohh!)

Or maybe it's the thought of not being so alone, s**t

Uhh, I love being aha

I love being loved, but don't like, crying on the phone

Hi, what's up?

Yeah, what's going on?

Oh yeah, she told me a lot about you

Yeah, uh huh

It's so great you're doing all of those things

You should keep doing all of them, I think

Oh yeah, my name is Hobo Johnson

People like to say I'm a rapper

I'm actually not

I produced this myself

I'm hella f**n' proud, of it

But, yeah, she was so nice

She was so nice and cared about me

No one else did, literally

I don't think I've ever felt love before that

She's a peach, scone

She's a peach scone

Yes

And

I love the thought of being with her

I just really hope that she doesn't get hurt, ya know?

They say it takes two years to come back

Down to Earth from that

Lovely place that you've been, I heard it's so nice

Good for you guys, I'm glad

(Being so alone!)

And if you find someone who loves you for who you are

Keep lovin' 'em, man

'Cause that s**t happens like once in a lifetime, ya know

And who am I to get in the way of someone

Living their lifetime

Ya know, and hope you're doing really well

Haven't talked to you in a while

But uh, I found someone else who really loves me for who I am

But I don't call them enough, and that's why they moved away

I'm gonna call 'em right now

She wants me to call her

Okay, bye