I used to be a loser, hanging with my loser friends

But the first time

That we made out made my neck hair stand on end

Oh starla, starla-uh-uh-uh-uh!

Your kiss is like my heart is spinning donuts

You're the cheese upon my burger

I'm the mustard on your bun

And just like the perfect burger, our love's never overdone

You're the ice cube in my cola, I'm the ketchup on your fries

And I'll punch the face of any bro

Who might say so otherwise

Oh starla!

But I knew you'd be my lady

And I'd be your muscle man