[Verse 1: Andrew]
Hey, I like a girl with a big brain
A different kind of insane in the membrane
Quick game, picks up what I put down
It does a lot of good, now - look out!
I know it's the absurdest
I want a nervous system that makes me nervous
Like she's too smart, she knows all my purposes
Where I've got air, I think she's got circuits
It's crazy, she won't play me
Unfazed by the flash and the hype, that's my kind of lady
Call it cold, but I'll take a brainfreeze over a fake tease
Any day, please, big brain me
We make fashion with these strange patterns
Brain is the new black - but grey matters
'cause on the runway, I don't see them
I need a phenom with a nice cerebrum
[Verse 2: Paul]
Lots of love living in her ventricles
Pump to her her brain, that's why she's so sensible
The logical knowledge beneath her follicles is plentiful
That's why this verse was an eventual reality
No tv, uh, she reads for real fun
Her mainstream media: encyclopaedia
And you know she only spell it with that 'ae'
I'm in syncope for my brainy lady
And maybe she feels the same way
I'm getting swept up under them brainwaves
If the internet's an information superhighway
Then she could be the streets, alleys, and laneways
She's nerdy, wordy, straight up otherworldly
Spits nothing but genius from behind them pearlies
Expanded my whole universe like a big bang
I like a girl with a big brain
[Verse 4: Paul]
She's got that brain that retains wisdom, fun facts, and knowledge
Uses proper grammar, her taste is quite polished
Acknowledge she could demolish your college library
Consumes all things literary
What's your favourite book? she probably read it already
Immersed in it wholly, cheeks all rosy
Snuggled all cozy, take it in slowly
Yeah, she run a book club, and I might go
Write love letters on paper that's recycled
Cycle through my rough drafts like a psycho
Cause she'll shut you right down over a typo
She could be the one, shows me facts are fun
Son, that's one conundrum she's undone
Stunned by her shelf game, weigh 'bout one ton
That's my hun; she could get it, semicolon pun
[Verse 3: Andrew]
Had enough of the chemicals that bang me up
And now I put the bass in her basal ganglia
Tracks on her axon, I stack songs like spines
So turn the music back on
She got a quick wit, she got a fine cap
We're together, lying back with my eyes half closed
She makes me feel weightless
Like if I'd grab z's in a spaceship
Synapse
Tell 'em I'm shelling for cerebellum
I'm Magellan, hitting hemispheres
Well into any relevant melon
And maybe it's not quite unanimous
My analysis: your mind's extravagant
Bright and fabulous, it's no accident
I'm so ravenous, hypothalamus
Your cortex is a vortex I'm maxing with
Look - I like a girl with a big brain
[Paul]
Yeah, I be that dude with the starry eyes
For the girl teaching me about the starry skies
The astronomy major with the legs like lasers
Who's into writes thesis papers 'til the morning light
[Andrew]
Yeah, when we meet, I can be set free
She gets me, it's like esp
Before we met, I always thought I was the brainy one
But this noodle's no match for that cranium
[Paul]
This ivy leaguer got an iv java drip
So she can stay up coding that javascript
She's got an algorithm to find a radical dude
And her hair might USB compatible too
[Andrew]
We box with rooks, and we're talking books
I think we've got chemistry, but she's the cook
Just gotta convince her I'm a standup guy
'cause I like big brains and I cannot lie
