Tim:
hey Matt..
Matt:
Yeah Tim?
TIm: Hey you talked to Mark lately?
Matt: Uh..haven't really talked to him but..he looks pretty uh..down.
Tim: He looks pretty uh..down? (while laughing)
Matt: Yeah well maybe we should cheer him up then
Tim: What do you uh..suppose we should do?
Matt: Well does he like butter tarts?


I was lying on the grass on Sunday morning of last week
Indulging in my self-defeat
My mind was thugged all laced and bugged all twisted wrong and beat
A comfortable three feet deep
Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning weak
Impaired my tribal lunar-speak
And of course you can't become if you only say what you would have done
So I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for me
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Making sure I'm not in too deep
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Keeping versed and on my feet
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE

Tim: Chad..come here come here come here
Chad: Wow look at her
Tim: I know
Chad: Wow..I've never seen Sharon look so bad.
Tim: I did oncebefore..but this is pretty bad
Chad: Yeah..what do you think she got up to last night?
(Tim and Chad laugh)
Tim: Well..I..Jared.I love you!

I was lying on the bench slide in the park across the street l-a-t-e-r that
week
My sticky paws were in to making straws out of big fat slurpy treats
An incredible eight foot heap
Now the funny glare to pay a gleaming tare in a staring under heat Involved
an under usual feet
And I'm not only among but I invite who I want to come
So I missed a million miles of fun

I know it's up for me
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Making sure I'm not in too deep
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Keeping versed and on my feet
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE

I know it's done for me
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Not as some and hard to see
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE
Keeping dumb and built to beat
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE

My Sunshine
IF YOU STEAL MY SUNSHINE (repeat through fade )