Red Glove Berry Love

I've got her red glove
Wrapped around my wrist
Like it's a bracelet

Letting me into everywhere
Letting me wave to a taxi cab
Going to get my strawberries
So I can make her pie

She's got my smiley face sticker
On the back of her bike
And she says that I'm the cutest
Of all the guys she's liked

I don't want to tell her
But I miss her when she's gone
And she doesn't want to say it
But she wants me to move in

And I'm scared the pie will turn out wrong
And I'm scared to shake hands
While I'm wearing her red glove
And I kinda like how we are now
With our red glove berry love

We could mess it up
If we complicate it
And dedicate ourselves
To each other
And thereby
To messing it up

I don't need her dedication
I just need her on my couch
With her feet up
Watching me mess up
Her strawberry pie

And I'll keep her red glove on
And she can keep the other
And that'll be band

This red glove berry love

That's all I need from her
That's all she needs from me
This kinda love
That only we have

Bright red like a Michigan dawn
Like her lipstick
Like my sneakers
Like the pie

All she's gotta give me
Is red glove berry love