You’ll get me coffee but we never get to food
Mansplaining the music really ruined the mood
We’ll argue then, you’ll think you showed me The Who
And you’re all the same, talking stories about
Your lame first day in some profession of clout
Did your mom really never sow a seed of doubt
You think you’ve got me all figured out
All the things about your boyish life (All the things, all the things)
Are just motifs of a woman’s strife
All the things about your boyish life
Are just motifs of a woman’s strife
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na
I used to think it was antiquated
For a guy to pay on a first date
And then I realized what’s really f#cking outdated
Is that a dollar in my hand is 81 boy-cents
And I can’t seem to know if it’s worth it
It has to feel like Baz Luhrmann
But everyone is confirming
Sex and the City wrote it perfect
All the things about your boyish life (All the things about your boyish life)
Are just motifs of a woman’s strife (Strife)
All the things about your boyish life (All the things about your boyish life)
Are just motifs of a woman’s strife (Strife)
I want you, I need you
Oh baby, oh baby
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R4fi Lyrics – Baz Luhrmann