i m in the other car riding impatiently in the back seat you re in the turtle top caravan somewhere in this traffic jam i know i hurt your feelings and i can t find you navigating we ll never share our private skin but i can t imagine never sharing our songs again we ll be to dekalb soon and i ll let you know how much i love you i want to let you know how your hits feel to my strum how you re the cookie and i m your crumb i want to let you know how your hits feel to my strum how you re the cookie and i m your crumb i want to let you know how your hits feel to my strum how you re the cookie and i m your crumb i want to let you know how your hits feel to my strum how you re the cookie and i m your crumb