Way Tight - Ani Difranco

I tell you what -there is plenty wrong with me
But I fixed up a few old buildings
And I planted a few trees.
Children seem to like me
And animals too -
Like the birds and the bees
And eating a sandwich
Standing over the kitchen counter
With only the sound of chewing in the room -
I can see you as a challenge
That I will eagerly meet
'cuz you are way way way way sweet.
It's just that kind of evening -
That cracks open like a half shaken beer
Cool and refreshing running down your arm
Baby there's no other place I'd rather be
Than here parting my periodic alarm.
You are ever true ever new in love
And I mean that in the best and worst way.
I don't really know what I was so mad about
But the full moon is about a week away.
I tell you what -there is plenty wrong with you
Stuff you'd sooner fight for than cop to
I think it's just more reason why we are meant to be
People say I look like you and you look like me
A crazy combination of everything and nothing right
We are way way way way way way way way way tight
Yes we are way way way way way way way way way tight
We are way way way way way way way way way tight.