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