words by jason mraz & ariel music by jason Well an old saying goes your manners, mind your And a man can find a who is tan and undercover. Well she lie about her age, but I got no complaints.
Well she can be as and as foolish as she wants to be Because her old school are practical. Technicalities are perfectly sane. I'm saying I ain't never 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 knew her's was a fake.
She's just older lover undercover. just another old-school lover undercover.
She's wearing thin disguise, don't apologize. 'Cause birthday suit suits you. Ooh, well it suits me too. one hell of a costume I can't find the zipper anywhere on back, it's attached 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 that you say and do, yeah, Or the way that you to the music. I the Who and the Velvet Underground old sounds Like indie rock, spock rock, anything found In the backseat of your brown, bruised beat 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 wearing thin disguise? apologize. Your suits you. Oh, well it me, too. It's one of a costume. I can't the zipper anywhere on your back. Perhaps it's attached to the breach of ass-crack.
(Vocal improvisation)
Any melodramatic role is just a of the soul. I respect your nakedness and the way that you say the way your told.
You're another older lover. And undercover.