Lletres: Curve. Left Of Mother.

Left of mother, right for you
What I offer, you can't lose
For all you know, I could have changed

How about you?
Hey, how about that?
Hey, how about you?

Carefree lovers understand
That no one bothered to make a plan
For all I know, you could have changed

What do you say?
Hey, how about that?
Hey, what about you?
Hey, what do you say?
Hey, wow about it?

Call me left field, something familiar
And undemanding that's why you like me
And find me so amusing unlike the dog
You used to kick at home when your mother was nagging
And you were begging for it to stop

All I know is nothing has changed

How about that?
Hey, what about you?
Hey, how about it?
Hey, how about you
Hey, what do you say?

You can't say anything to contain my mind
You can try and strip me bare till you think you know my kind
But I will never be yours, no I will never be yours

You only picked me because I'm the nearest
And you're lazy
You only picked me because you can't see clearly
I'm anything but your kind