I saw her picking her nose in the car next to me she thinks I didn't see but I clearly saw her I saw her picking her nose like no one was there that's the kind of girl I want a girl who doesn't care two fingers up there is better than one If I could help you pick your nose then I think I found the one I think I like you I think I like you....a lot oh you're so cute the way those fingers move I think I like you....a lot She start a driving I follow her she rolls down her window are you my soul-mate, sir? Then I show her my fingers moldy green with crust she sees that I'm aged perfection I park, she picks me up So later that night, we end up covered in beautiful, beautiful, shtuff boy ain't life good I think I'm in love