[Verse 1]
You alphabetize the spices by the window
Line up every mug with the handle facing east
You measure out the toothpaste like a chemist
Then leave one sock beside the laundry beast
You’re tall enough to change the smoke detector
Without a chair, a ladder, or a prayer
You bonk your head on every hanging doorway
Then bow like you planned the whole affair
[Pre-Chorus]
You check the lock, then check it one more time
I say, “It’s fine,” you say, “That’s not a sign”
[Chorus]
You’re my goofy girl, my neatly folded hurricane
Dorky as a library card, sweet as homemade lemonade
You make a list about the lists you made
And somehow make my crooked little world feel straight
But the cat loves you more, yeah, I can’t deny
He saves you the warm spot and ignores me when I try
I’m jelly, but I’m laughing, ’cause I know it’s true
Even our cat has excellent taste in you
[Verse 2]
You count the tiles whenever we’re in public
Wipe the counter if a crumb looks out of place
You call it “just a tiny organization”
While the pantry gets a military parade
You wear mismatched socks with total confidence
Tell a terrible joke and laugh before the end
You’re the only person tall enough to reach things
And still ask me to get them now and then
[Pre-Chorus]
You check the stove, then check it one more time
I make a joke, you give me that raised-eyebrow sign
[Chorus]
You’re my goofy girl, my neatly folded hurricane
Dorky as a library card, sweet as homemade lemonade
You make a list about the lists you made
And somehow make my crooked little world feel straight
But the cat loves you more, yeah, I can’t deny
He saves you the warm spot and ignores me when I try
I’m jelly, but I’m laughing, ’cause I know it’s true
Even our cat has excellent taste in you
[Bridge]
You’re a skyscraper in fuzzy slippers
A perfectionist with glitter on your sleeve
You turn small little moments into stories
And make it easy, every day, to believe
That being weird is kind of wonderful
When you’re the weirdest one I know
So keep your labels, keep your checklists
Keep that giant heart on show
[Final Chorus]
You’re my goofy girl, my neatly folded hurricane
Dorky as a library card, sweet as homemade lemonade
You make a list about the lists you made
And somehow make my crooked little world feel straight
Yeah, the cat loves you more, I’ll let him have his throne
He can be your tiny furry chaperone
I’m jelly, but I’m smiling, ’cause I know it’s true
My favorite tall disaster is you
[Outro]
He picked your lap, I picked you first
The cat got lucky, but I got the best of the universe