Song Description
Guy figures out gradually that the perfect girl is really a kleptomaiac. He learns to love the benefits, but warns his mother to hide the silverware. Eventually she leaves, with his car, beer and heart.
Song Length |
2:48 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Folk - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Pleased, Irritated |
Subject |
Dysfunctional Relations, Bad Love |
Similar Artists |
Elvis Costello, Tom Petty |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Tried to make it all make sense, chalk it up to coincidence
Big leather purses baggy clothes, what does my little girl need with those,
I don't know
But when I see it when we're window shopping Sunday
Know it's gonna be on the mantle Monday
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
She knows what you have behind the bathroom mirror
Knows when you're watching you'll never see her
Give her a hug and she'll pick your pocket, give you a shrug and say,
"I ain't got it"
You know she's got it
I know I oughta stop her if I really love her
Instead, I gave her my size and my favorite color
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
I got this brand new sweater, can't beat the price but it could fit better
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
Got socks in several colors, when I took her home I warned my mother
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
Hide the silverware
Relationships are give and take I wonder what I'm gonna bring
What do you give the girl with everything
She's taken everything
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
She left today, traded her Hundai for my Cheverolet
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
In the trunk's my Fender amp, my faith in love and my lava lamp
Maniac Girlfriend
A 6 pack of imported beer my self esteem and 3 good years
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
She even took that sweater she stole for me, I guess it fit her better
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
Hide the silverware
Kleptomaniac Girlfriend
Why'd you steal my heart