Bikeride Leah And Nikki
Leah and Nikki, my friends
My mom thought you were lesbians
Brian and Dustin, you four
Move like a mass through the door
Sit right down on the sofa
Can I get you all some sodas
While I think what I have to drink?
Where to put myself?
I'm stuck where I am now
We're driving separate cars
I'm one too many
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I am, I am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
Nikki was my girlfriend
Last summer in Italy
Leah was just my friend
I thought she was a serial monogamist
And we had some good times
Sit right down on the sofas
While I think what I have to drink
Where to put myself?
I'm stuck where I am now
We're driving separate cars
I'm one too many
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I am, I am
