I still hate you for makin' me wish I came out smarter
You love-hate your mother, so do I
Could've ended different, then again
We went to high school in Jakarta
Natasha's movin' to New York (New York)
Probably sometime in August (ah)
And I'm spendin' the summer in Singapore (ah)
I'm so sad I can't tell you shit anymore
I made friends with Abby this year (this is how I met your mom) (oh, my
God)
We're movin' in in March or so