Pulled into town about a quarter to three Singin' songs from Spain at the top of my lungs She said hey babe when she saw it was me I went lookin' for her She was looking for fun Dancing in the kitchen with a wooden spoon I couldn't see what she was makin from the other side of the room I took a step inside and made myself a part of that night Derek came home and we played guitar Sam I am and star you are She said, you always gotta read the box But you always gotta read me right Chorus We made some lemon meringue pie It sucked but anyway I Would make it with you again anytime We ate your lemon meringue pie I suppose that I shouldn't lie It's the only reason I came by tonight We listened in her room to a song about shame On you on me and on every little thing Playin' with the words on the tip of my tongue But that ain't all I can do with the tip of my tongue Lickin' the lemon filling as it drips down the long neck of my beer Everyone was laughing But you just smiled from ear to ear and said You always gotta read the box But you always gotta read me right Chorus Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars Let me see what spring would be like with you in my arms She said, you always gotta read the box But you always gotta read me right Chorus