Angry Little Girlfriend

[Verse 1]
She’s five foot one in her socks
But swears she’s six foot ten
Hands on hips in the parking lot
Arguing with the wind again
She burns my toast
Then blames me
Throws my hoodie at the door
Says
“Next time I’m really leaving”
(then orders fries and asks for more)
[Chorus]
My angry little girlfriend
Tiny storm in my backseat
Cursing out the GPS
‘Cause it said to “turn left” at me
She’s flame in a small frame
Heels on
Heart on overload
My angry little girlfriend
Is so damn hot she might explode
[Verse 2]
She’ll fight a sign on the freeway
‘Cause it “looked at her wrong”
Rolls her eyes at the waiter
Then tips big and hums along
She yells when I steal her blanket
Then sleeps curled up on my chest
Kicks me straight in the shin at night
Wakes up claiming she “slept the best”
[Chorus]
My angry little girlfriend
Tiny storm in my backseat
Cursing out the GPS
‘Cause it said to “turn left” at me
She’s flame in a small frame
Heels on
Heart on overload
My angry little girlfriend
Is so damn hot she might explode
[Bridge]
She says
“I’m mad
Don’t touch me”
Then grabs my hand in the store (uh-huh)
Says
“I’m fine
Don’t ask me”
Then rants for twenty minutes more
Yeah
She’s chaos in cute sneakers
Lip gloss with that lethal glare
But when she smiles for half a second
Man
I’d follow her anywhere (anywhere)
[Chorus]
My angry little girlfriend
Tiny storm in my backseat
Cursing out the GPS
‘Cause it said to “turn left” at me
She’s flame in a small frame
Heels on
Heart on overload
My angry little girlfriend
Yeah
She’s five foot one
But her attitude’s out here
Touching the clouds like it owns the road
And she’s so hot
She might explode (oh no)
She might explode (oh yeah)

Playful acoustic pop with bouncy drums and bright bass, male vocals. Verses sit tight and talky with hand snaps and rim clicks, chorus pops wide with stacked harmonies and gang shouts on key punchlines. Bridge drops to half-time strums and intimate vocal, then final chorus with extra ad-libs and a cheeky button ending., romantic