Hannah, you're amazing
And I'm starting to feel awesome
Can I give you my number in the French sizing system?
You sound about as well versed as the last rock band on Earth
You leave us so far in the dust
Sometimes I just think 'fuck it!'
Yes, take my 'God Bless Texas' shirt
But make sure it don't hurt
You won't know what you've got until it's on
And if you don't think this thing is worth as much as people tell you
Buyers often get regret
I'm cool forever in your debt
But it's bad for business writing me off yet
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
We're running out of different ways to play it
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
Always sounds the same whichever way you say it
Quit trying to put our love life into a journey planner
When we could go for hours under Egyptian cotton
And a 'Welcome Home Baby' banner too
Go lower than a blowup bed and naval submarine
Submerging into baseball seams and moaning 'bout our broken dreams
I called for order before I caused chaos
But I only get that feeling with windows that go floor to ceiling
Or the end of a movie
They leave from JFK to home
And I could say the same of you
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
We're running out of different ways to play it
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
Always sounds the same whichever way you say it
We live off oatmeal cookies
The morning after teardrop
Got six letters across
In the closest coffee shop
Then from behind she takes my palindrome home
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
We're running out of different ways to play it
Hannah, Hannah, Hannah, Hannah
Always sounds the same whichever way you say it