hold on because we're going to another time-space continuum,
it's full of laughs and smiles,
and everyone is shameless

we'll be going faster than shooting stars,
and further than foreign galaxies

except our spaceship doesn't have an awful stomach-dropping g-force,
it just has love

and we dont have seatbelts,
cause all we need to do is close our eyes and recognize that we get to do this together

and our ship's gonna hit a fuckin wall,
cause this isn't the kind of love that be stretched thin into another dimension very easily

this love is thick and heavy,
like a hearty fuckin stew,

and this broth ain't no ordinary broth,
this is fuckin granny's broth

each word we say,
is like a big warm spoonful

and when we are done and satisfied,
there's always room for more

get that fuckin stew, bitch