Microwave Our Love

O Nicole, we've gotten comfortable
We're not as flexible when we roll out of bed
I was wrong, my cooking left you wanting
Your spicy, saucy palette let down by caprese salad [1] again

...But not tonight, we'll rub your taste buds right
We're going to work to heat things up, we're going to escalate our luck
Microwave our love

I could go... four minutes without eating
Three weeks without repeating an item on the menu for you
Was it cold? Your toes under the covers
Did all your former lovers like ice cubes on their skin as they slept?

...But not tonight, we'll rub your taste buds right
We're going to work to heat things up, we're going to escalate our luck
Microwave our love

O Nicole, we used to be so raw,
We didn't let the law get in our way
Now we're going around this carousel,
You say we may as well go hungry,
I say nuke it til it glows

Can I press all of your knobs and buttons,
light up your eyes like gluttons
at the Sunday pancake breakfast buffet?

Do we dare skip driving to the cottage,
stay home, turn up the wattage?
Yeah right here in the kitchen right now!

...But not tonight, we'll rub your taste buds right
We're going to work to heat things up,
we're going to escalate our luck


  1. tomato, mozzarella, olive oil, vinegar ↩︎

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