My baby's got mileage My baby's got movement She's been around enough to know I'm her favourite My baby's got mileage And you know she'd be the first to say That I wouldn't have it any other way "You're cute when you beg," she said On the night that we first met She could level me with just a single glare She's a suicide pact sealed with a pinky swear She smacks me when I'm feeling numb Then acts like she's the lucky one She crashes weddings just to drink their wine I call her on her shit and she calls me on mine This love is getting out of hand She's given me honesty in a dishonest world