Three hole punch, extra long lunch
All the time, so sublime
All of these voicemails
Our love can derail my mid-day stress, I confess
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
Tax returns and wicked heartburns
A vicious letter, you make it better
When life gets dry, I turn one blind eye
And sip my coffee, you lift the load right off me
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late 'til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
When the boss comes around, we'll be nowhere to be found
We'll steal away to the parking lot, enjoying what we've got
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
Paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
Kate Sloan - Paperclips and Ballpoint Pens Lyrics
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Three hole punch, extra long lunch
All the time, so sublime
All of these voicemails
Our love can derail my mid-day stress, I confess
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
Tax returns and wicked heartburns
A vicious letter, you make it better
When life gets dry, I turn one blind eye
And sip my coffee, you lift the load right off me
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late 'til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
When the boss comes around, we'll be nowhere to be found
We'll steal away to the parking lot, enjoying what we've got
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
Paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
All the time, so sublime
All of these voicemails
Our love can derail my mid-day stress, I confess
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
Tax returns and wicked heartburns
A vicious letter, you make it better
When life gets dry, I turn one blind eye
And sip my coffee, you lift the load right off me
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late 'til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
When the boss comes around, we'll be nowhere to be found
We'll steal away to the parking lot, enjoying what we've got
In a world of paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again
I'm staying late til God only knows when
You're like an air conditioner in the dragon's den
Paperclips and ballpoint pens
You make me feel just like I'm seventeen again