Verse 1
One sandwich short of a picnic,
This dude’s brain’s jammed like a prank gone spastic.
She’s battin’ eyes like a strobe light’s flare,
But he’s dodgin’ her love like he just don’t care.
She’s slippin’ lace notes in his Ford Explorer,
He thinks it’s a flyer for a hot-dog order.
She’s dancin’ close, all tequila and spice,
He’s like, “Yo, is that mustard or glow on your thighs?”
He’s a sweetheart, munchin’ a sandwich in a fog,
Missin’ her signals like a half-baked dog.

Chorus
Oh dude, you’re missin’ the spark,
She’s throwin’ you love like a dart in the dark!
One beer, one sandwich, you’re losin’ the plot,
She’s givin’ you fire, but you’re cold as a shot!

Verse 2
One beer short of a six-pack,
His romance game’s a wreck, full whiplash crack.
She’s scribblin’ her number on a bar-wet rag,
He wipes his soda spill with the tag.
She’s grindin’ slow by the bonfire blaze,
He’s like, “Damn girl, you trip on some maize?”
Her wink’s a flare, she’s a full-on tease,
But he’s chasin’ sparklers, beer-hand with ease.
He’s a gem, but his brain’s just static,
Fumblin’ her crush like a drunk acrobatics.

Chorus
Oh dude, you’re missin’ the spark,
She’s throwin’ you love like a dart in the dark!
One brick, one sandwich, you’re losin’ the plot,
She’s givin’ you fire, but you’re cold as a shot!

Verse 3
One brick short of a dry-wall,
He’s cruisin’ through love, blind to it all.
She leans in close, breath hot, eyes bright,
He’s like, “Yo, is that ketchup or lipstick tonight?”
She’s movin’ slow, all neon and sweat,
He’s countin’ the dents in his skateboard deck.
She whispers, “Hey babe, let’s light this scene,”
He answers, “Cool, stack bricks, keep it clean.”
He’s a sweetheart, skull thick as stone,
Dodgin’ her heart like a frisbee gone wrong.

Chorus
Oh dude, you’ve been missin’ the spark,
She’s been throwin’ you love like a flare in the dark!
Sandwiches, bricks, you been losin’ the thread,
Now the brick hits you square, she wants you instead!

Outro
Here’s to the dude who’s a lovable dope,
Blind to her crush till she tossed him a rope.
At the picnic she’s glowin’, her eyes got that spark,
Spreadin’ the blanket, she’s stealin’ his heart.
Shares a sandwich, her smile’s a wildfire dance,
She hands him a beer, says, “Yo, take a chance.”
Then it hits, like a brick to his head,
Her want is for him, her words left unsaid.
Static dissolves, the fog drifts away,
He sees it: she’s here, she wants him today.
On that checkered quilt, with the fire and the grin,
Love crashes down, and finally sinks in.

Derik Rentrop
2010