I listened to a two minute song of yours

Half a dozen times driving home from the store

Pressing rewind as if I'd find the exact place

Where my passion fell behind

Two plastic spools, warped by heat

Romantic fool flying down the street

I see you once a year now

Twice if lucky

But when I hit play we're sippin' Ale 8 in Kentucky

Before we knew what had begun

In sleeveless t-shirts soakin' up that sticky sun

Two plastic spools, warped by heat

Romantic fool forgetting to eat