You can run free, I won't hold it against ya You do your thing, never wanted a future Fuck if I knew how to put it romantic Speakin' my truth, there's no need to panic No, let's not put a label on it Let's keep it fun We don't put a label on it So we can run free, yeah I wanna be free like you I'm a, I'm a I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a (girl) I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a cool girl Ice cold, I roll my eyes at you, boy Rules you don't like, but you're still gonna keep 'em (ah) Said you were fine so for whatever reason (mmm) Sure, we can chill, try and keep it platonic (yeah) Now you can't tell if I'm really ironic No, let's not put a label on it Let's keep it fun We don't put a label on it So we can run free, yeah I wanna be free like you I'm a, I'm a I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a (girl) I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a (ah) I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a cool girl Ice cold, I roll my eyes at you, boy (Girl) I got fever highs I got boiling blood I'm that fire kind We could burn together We could burn together I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a cool girl Ice cold, I roll my eyes at you, boy I'm a cool girl, I'm a, I'm a cool girl Ice cold, I roll my eyes at you, boy

Love starts with a toothbrush A Bic razor and a Dixie cup A little splash of aftershave Before you leave for that first date A sea of stars in both your eyes After that long kiss goodnight Forever starts with a suitcase A sneaking out the window getaway To a car parked by the curb Gassed up for Gatlinburg A little chapel and a couple of rings Will get you two toothbrushes by the bathroom sink Everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing It just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know Life starts with a little house A corner lot on the edge of town A weed eater and a picket fence You think it's good as the getting gets Then she wakes up feeling bad You're both wondering what's up with that And everything that's anything Starts out as a little thing It just needs a little time and room to grow Step by step, day by day It all adds up along the way And the next thing that you know One night around eight o'clock You scrub him down, then you dry him off You pick him up and put his little feet On a stool by the bathroom sink You grab the Crest and a Dixie cup It all hits you as he opens up Love starts with a toothbrush