Hey renee do you still have your holden? That old clunker’s golden How about we take it for a spin, up and down lichen Listen to music and look at girls I want to know if we have the same taste Do you like blondes or brunettes? The cocoon or the coquette? Don’t pull over just yet Look to the left, there’s a 9.5 down the street And to my right, a perfect 10 sitting in the driver’s seat I don’t know what love is But I know what it isn’t I don’t know what love is But I know what it isn’t So let's get married I’m serious But only for the citizenship I’ve always liked the idea of it A relationship doesn’t lie about its intentions and shit How it doesn’t apologize or anthologize All the rules and ideas we fill our heads with Hey do you want to go see a band? No I hate bands It’s always packed with men spooning their girlfriends Clutching their hands as if they let go Their feet would lift from the ground and descend I don’t know what love is But I know what it isn’t I don’t know what love is But I know what it isn’t I know what love isn’t I know what love isn’t I know what love isn’t I know what love isn’t