Those Were the Hookup Days
In the car cubby,
Phones collide with each other
I'm feeling chubby
You build up your might
To start a play fight with me
Don't mean to be mean
As best friends and more,
We are two peas in a pod
I'm feeling skinny
You cheer me up some
We laugh and argue...cuddle...
And TMI things
Youngest in family
We are a match - say hello
Phones match, all dandy
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