The Plastic Kind - Love Under the Sun

I don't know, guess I'm too busy
Got a lot going on with my job right now
Yeah sure you could say I'm emotionally unavailable
But I guess what I mean is, with all the shit that's going on in the world and all

Who could really expect any of us to
Collaborate? Cohabitate?
The white picket fence and all the rest that, mmm, goes with it
Having babies, more babies, but I gotta know

Why can't I find love under the sun?

Havin' babies, havin' babies, havin' babies, havin' babies
Havin' babies, havin' babies, then we'll have some more
...
Who could really expect any of us to
Collaborate? Cohabitate?
Their droppin' bombs on our head
And we're just fucking, mmm, in our bed
Makin' babies, more babies, but I wanna know

Why can't I find love under the sun?

Written by:
Jamey Baumgardt

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