I Know You Love Me, But Do You Think of Me, Romantically

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

Driving through a purple fog of paradise where nothing's wrong

You love me but do you think of me romantically?

You already have me, but do you think of me romantically?

I want you to, but how can you know?

My last love chose a career move girl over me

Maybe I should move to the east side and bleach my hair

And smoke a cigarette and take some pictures of myself

Come on, baby

Take a picture of me

Smoking a cigarette in Echo Park

I will wear my denim and I will bleach my hair and I will do anything to get ahead, yeah

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

Driving through a purple fog of paradise where nothing's wrong

You love me but do you think of me romantically?

You already have me, but do you think of me romantically?

I want you to, but how can you know?

My last love chose a career move girl over me

Maybe I should move to the east side and bleach my hair

And smoke a cigarette and take some pictures of myself

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

Driving through a purple fog of paradise where nothing's wrong

You love me but do you—

I'm a piece of steak on the carpet

Oh, yeah

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

Driving through a purple fog of paradise where nothing's wrong

My last love chose a career move girl over me

My last love chose a career move girl over me

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

Jungle boogie, baby, come on, get in my gold Avalon

You already have me, but do you think of me romantically?

I want you to, but how can you know?