words by jason mraz & ariel music by mraz an old saying goes mind your manners, mind mother And a man can find a who is tan and undercover. Well she might lie her age, but I got no complaints.
she can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be Because her old school are practical. Technicalities are perfectly sane. I'm I ain't never seen a saint.
I met her at an old cop bar in silverlake, Where we joked about the give and we about the take. And when they asked for I her's probably was a fake.
just another older lover undercover. She's another old-school lover undercover.
She's wearing thin disguise, don't apologize. your birthday suit suits you. Ooh, well it suits me too. It's one of a costume I can't find the zipper on your back, Perhaps it's to the breach of your ass-crack.
(Vocal improvisation) Burr, cold in here. (Vocal improvisation) But you it hot, dear.
a sip of mexican and grapefruit juice, coke, glass of wine just to keep it loose. Oh the things you say and do, yeah, Or the way that you to the music. I the Who and the Velvet Underground old sounds Like rock, spock rock, anything you've found In the backseat of your downtown brown, bruised up BMW.
I said you're down the downtown. Down. I dig the old sounds. with the old lady, now.
You're just older lover. And you're undercover.
Are you that thin disguise? apologize. Your suits you. Oh, well it me, too. It's one of a costume. I can't find the anywhere on your back. it's attached to the breach of your ass-crack.
(Vocal improvisation)
Any melodramatic role is a garment of the soul. I respect your nakedness and the way that you say the way your told.
You're just older lover. And undercover.