My roommate is away
Just went off with his bro
He's surfing for ten days
Up in Mexico

So let me hear you say
That you don't have to go
Let's make this ten whole days
Pass by in slow-mo

And in the mornings I won't mind your hair
And in the nights we'll cook in our underwear
And if the kitchen is left a mess, well, who even cares
We don't, my roommate is not there

See, now we're all alone
You no longer have to blush
There won't be anyone
To hear you when you flush (besides me)

There's no need to run
And there's no need to rush
I can be Sally to your mom
I just got you a toothbrush

And on the bed you may use my old shirts
And on the couch you can cut your toenails off
Feel free to even use the toilet without closing the door
Oh girl, the house is yours