A Match Made In Texas - Her Space Holiday

He’s doing the line

He’s gender defined

It’s the magic of America

We’re always so American

The truth of it is

That he just wants to kiss

That boy that she’s talking to

The one that seems to own the room

The way that he dances

The touch of his hands and

The unapologetic way

His tiny clothes stick to his frame

We’ll put alcohol

And the drugs in the stall

He feels like he’s getting weak

He grabs his girl and starts to leave

With one look back

He accepts the fact that

It’s the magic of America

We’re always so American

She’s doing the line

She’s gender defined

It’s the magic of America

We’re always so American

If she had her way

She would know what to say

To that girl that comes into her store

By herself but not alone

It’s her confident charm

And the curve of her arms

That tightly bends her circuitry

A twisted mess of interesting

The girl’s outside

And she offers a ride

But she says «I think I’ll take my bike,

It is such a lovely night.»

With one look back

She accepts the fact

It’s the magic of America

We’re always so American

By some off chance

They both cross paths

And found a certain ratio

That pleased them both

And made them whole

He likes wearing her clothes

She likes watching him dress

And through all this back and forth

Grew a certain innocence

He’s not a boy

And she’s not a girl

Just two individuals

Who made their place inside this world

They’re destroying the line

That’s gender defined

It’s the battle for America

Both of them American

It’s the battle for America

Both of them American

It’s the battle for America

Both of them American