[Lyric] Having a weird time in New England (I've Made Too Much Pasta)

Take your favorite girlfriend and you know
Take her for a night on the town
Take your favorite boyfriend and you know
Slam him into the ground

Finally, we're out here all by ourselves
That reminds me, all your stuff is still on my shelves

Clear your mind out until
You're thinking about air
Let your imagination wander
Into a pit of despair

I'm not angry at all the stupid things that I did
I'm not worried, will lightning strike the house where I live?
I'm not hungry, but I'll eat all the food in your house
Don't remind me of all the stupid things that I said

Take your college diploma and you know
Throw it into thе trash
Give yourself a belly rub until
You gеt a big rash
I'm not nervous, we're out here all by ourselves
It's not a problem, but you left a lot of stuff on my shelves
I'm not worried at all the stupid things that I did
(not worried, not worried)
I'm not angry if lightning strikes the house where I live
(If lightning strikes the house where I live)
I'm not worried at all stupid things that I said
(If lightning strikes the house where I live)
I'm not angry if lightning strikes the house where I live
(not angry, not angry)
It's not a big deal, but all your stuff is still on my shelves