Brain

[Verse 1: Andrew] Hey, i like a girl with a big brain A different kind of insane in the membrane Quick game, picks up what i put down It does a lot of good, now - look out! I know it's the absurdest I want a nervous system that makes me nervous Like she's too smart, she knows all my purposes Where i've got air i think she's got circuits It's crazy, she won't play me Unfazed by the flash and the hype, that's my kind of lady Call it cold, but i'll take a brainfreeze over a fake tease Any day, please, big brain me We make fashion with these strange patterns Brain is the new black - but grey matters Cause on the runway, i don't see them I need a phenom with a nice cerebrum [Verse 2: Paul] Lots of love living in her ventricles Pump to her her brain, that's why she's so sensible The logical knowledge beneath her follicles is plentiful That's why this verse was an eventual reality No tv, uh, she reads for real fun Her mainstream media: encyclopaedia And you know she only spell it with that 'ae' I'm in syncope for my brainy lady And maybe she feels the same way I'm getting swept up under them brainwaves If the internet's an information superhighway Then she could be the streets, alleys, and laneways She's nerdy, wordy, straight up otherworldly Spits nothing but genius from behind them pearlies Expanded my whole universe like a big bang I like a girl with a big brain [Verse 4: Paul] She's got that brain that retains wisdom, fun facts, and knowledge Uses proper grammar, her taste is quite polished Acknowledge she could demolish your college library Consumes all things literary What's your favourite book? she probably read it already Immersed in it wholly, cheeks all rosy Snuggled all cozy, take it in slowly Yeah, she run a book club, and i might go Write love letters on paper that's recycled Cycle through my rough drafts like a psycho Cause she'll shut you right down over a typo She could be the one, shows me facts are fun Son, that's one conundrum she's undone Stunned by her shelf game, weigh bout one ton That's my hun; she could get it, semicolon pun [Verse 3: Andrew] Had enough of the chemicals that bang me up And now i put the bass in her basal ganglia Tracks on her axon, i stack songs like spines So turn the music back on She got a quick wit, she got a fine cap We're together, lying back with my eyes half closed She makes me feel weightless Like if i'd grab z's in a spaceship Synapse Tell em i'm shelling for cerebellum I'm magellan, hitting hemispheres Well into any relevant melon And maybe it's not quite unanimous My analysis: your mind's extravagant Bright and fabulous, it's no accident I'm so ravenous, hypothalamus Your cortex is a vortex i'm maxing with Look - i like a girl with a big brain [Paul] Yeah, i be that dude with the starry eyes For the girl teaching me about the starry skies The astronomy major with the legs like lasers Who's into writes thesis papers til the morning light [Andrew] Yeah, when we meet, i can be set free She gets me, it's like esp Before we met, i always thought i was the brainy one But this noodle's no match for that cranium [Paul] This ivy leaguer got an iv java drip So she can stay up coding that javascript She's got an algorithm to find a radical dude And her hair might usb comaptible too [Andrew] We box with rooks, and we're talking box I think we've got chemistry, but she's the cook Just gotta convince her i'm a standup guy Cause i like big brains and i cannot lie