Well, this is such a profoundly dumb idea
Maps are no longer the shit, 'cause they can't think and tell you to turn here
And here
And here
Why are we dickin' around this town?
Just get to clickin' Google, map the playground
So that two grown men can pretend they're seven again
You are here (you are here)
And I'm here (and I'm here)
The single hardest thing about using a fucking map
Is determining exactly where the fuck you're at
And if you spill some coffee on it, you'll confuse yourself
If you burn it up, you're gonna have to ask for help
And I'll never fold it back right, but I don't think you can tell
You are here (you are here)
And I'm here for it
We're not queer (we're not queer)
But, to be clear, we're supportive
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(You are here) like a brother from another mother
(And I'm here for it) but I won't tell you I love you, 'cause that might make it weird
(We're not queer) like my other significant other
(But, to be clear, we're supportive) but I won't tell you I love you, let's just throw back some beers
(You are here) like a brother from another mother
(And I'm here for it) but I won't tell you I love you, 'cause that might make it weird
I'm here
And you're here for it