Pizza

I've spent my whole life
Putting up with smooth-talking men
And all that talk
Just turns me off

I'm a simple woman
Don't come at me with poetry
My perfect plan is
Couch, blanket, Netflix, and pizza

I also like to party
Go out, drink, and smoke
But I'm just very me
Very me, me, me
Me since I was born

I've always wanted a man like that
Who's happy with little
With me like this, like this
Three out of seven days I don't comb my hair
And I don't even iron my clothes
I have thirty loads of laundry to do
I always run out of time

And even though it may seem
That I'm a mess of a woman
My flaws make me who I am

I'm a simple woman
Don't come at me with poetry
My perfect plan is
Couch, blanket, Netflix, and pizza

I also like to party
Go out, drink, and smoke
But I'm just very me
Very me, me, me

Simple, divine, imperfect
Don't ask my parents for the recipe
I'm not some roulette trophy
If you want to understand me, study me in the library

If I ever have a boyfriend, he'll be a pizza maker
So he can always give me what I want most
A hot, round pizza
To have me all day saying: Mamma mia!

And even though it may seem
That I'm a mess of a woman
My flaws make me who I am

I'm a simple woman
Don't come at me with poetry
My perfect plan is
Couch, blanket, Netflix, and pizza

I also like to party
Go out, drink, and smoke
But I'm just very me
Very me, me, me