Okay Lover Lyrics

We've got Bob Dylan on the stereo
singing songs, and we sing along
You're playing DJ in your underwear
and I can't help but stare

You finish off the six pack,
now you can barely keep track
uh-uh yeah, uh-uh-yeah

You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover
Yeah, whoa whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh
You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover
Yeah

Smoke whispers from an ashtray into silence
at the party in the den
it's one night only but I think
it will stretch into morning
with your hands inside my hands

You finish off the six pack,
now you can barely keep track
uh-uh yeah uh-uh yeah

You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover
Whoa oh-oh oh oh oh oh
You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover

Don't put on your clothes
I'm not too young, baby you're not too old
Don't put on your clothes
tomorrow we'll trade back the hearts that we stole

Don't put on your clothes
Tomorrow we'll tradge back the hearts that we stole
uh-uh yeah uh-uh yeah yeah yeah yeah

whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh

You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover

Yeah, whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
You are an okay lover, you are an okay lover

Yeah