Matt Maltese - Lobster lyrics
[Matt Maltese - Lobster lyrics]
Sat here half-alone beside my screen
People come and go
That's how it works out here
Hope I find someone just like me
Talkin' to a stranger across the world
Cereal and sweatpants, where's my girl?
Hope I find someone just like me
Listen, your commander is speaking
I'm so sad to tell you this but
There are no free agents left
We're bringing your time to an end and
This is me from out the curtain
Saying I'm not cut out for this
Quest for orange Wednesday's lover
Guess I'll never be a red lobster
Walking through the crowds of empty hearts
Destined for the factory as spare parts
I hope they give mine to someone sweet
Listen, your commander is speaking
I'm so sad to tell you this but
There are no free agents left
We're bringing your time to an end and
This is me from out the curtain
Saying I'm not cut out for this
Quest for orange Wednesday's lover
Guess I'll never be a red lobster
Table for one at the bar of love
There blazing "When I'm Sixty Four"
Can you cook the lover's set
Menu for one person?
And maybe it's just me and that's okay
There's no level of wordplay
That beats what Reddit tells you
This can be a lonely, lonely place, ohh
This can be a lonely place, oh, oh
This can be a lonely place, oh, oh, ohh
People come and go
That's how it works out here
Hope I find someone just like me
Talkin' to a stranger across the world
Cereal and sweatpants, where's my girl?
Hope I find someone just like me
Listen, your commander is speaking
I'm so sad to tell you this but
There are no free agents left
We're bringing your time to an end and
This is me from out the curtain
Saying I'm not cut out for this
Quest for orange Wednesday's lover
Guess I'll never be a red lobster
Walking through the crowds of empty hearts
Destined for the factory as spare parts
I hope they give mine to someone sweet
Listen, your commander is speaking
I'm so sad to tell you this but
There are no free agents left
We're bringing your time to an end and
This is me from out the curtain
Saying I'm not cut out for this
Quest for orange Wednesday's lover
Guess I'll never be a red lobster
Table for one at the bar of love
There blazing "When I'm Sixty Four"
Can you cook the lover's set
Menu for one person?
And maybe it's just me and that's okay
There's no level of wordplay
That beats what Reddit tells you
This can be a lonely, lonely place, ohh
This can be a lonely place, oh, oh
This can be a lonely place, oh, oh, ohh