Move over, Taylor Swift. Introducing: The Book of Songs, by Maddie Shankin

I’m not sure my translations will help with the understanding, but here goes….

I just want to be with you, singing like we’re crazy (yeah, yeah, yeah) / It’s harder than that [puppy biting your] finger. (part of that is erased for some reason) / It’s really hard, I couldn’t even feel [my finger] if the biting tarantula.

It couldn’t be any worse than that / Whatchya want to do about it (yeah, yeah, yeah) / I don’t no what to do, just go crying to your mommy, but you’re not a baby, bro.

Baby, I don’t like you / singing la la la la / I just want to be with you out in the sea / it couldn’t be any harder / I just like you to be with me.