But I don't follow etiquette
Cause at dinner I always have to hold an iPhone
Chiara Ferragni's dog and a Vuitton bow tie
And a collar with more glitter than an Elton John jacket
Salvini wrote a post on his blog
He says if morning's got gold in its mouth it must be a Rom
I'm addicted to saving 'cause at dinner I do
A little Groupon therapy
And then, you know, there's no
Sense in this time that doesn't give
Proper weight to what we're living
Every memory's more important to share
I'd like to but I don't post
And yet another summer will come
And we'll buy another exam at the university
And then a dive into the sea
The urge to sing sure won't leave us
And how will the kids take us seriously
With the proof we've left on Facebook over the years
Dad totally wasted every weekend
And Mom throwing her bra at every concert
That we blew a fortune
Crazy for fashion, Armani
The iPhone has replaced a body part
So there's a contest over who's got the biggest
She was born in 2000 and told you '98
And that she turns eighteen in August
While you look at those selfies she secretly sends you
And you think, sadly, I'd like to but I don't post
And if she hits you with a virus
Just get yourself Norton
All this surfing without finding a port
All this fuss to shoot sunset photos
Yet on a flat screen you can't see how deep it is
And then, you know, there's no
Sense in this time that doesn't give
Proper weight to what we're living
Every memory's more important to share
I'd like to but I don't post
And yet another summer will come
And we'll buy another exam at the university
And then a dive into the sea
The urge to sing sure won't leave us
When the thermometer turns red
You strip your clothes off
Then you eat your ice cream
You don't know how much I suffer
I'd like to but I don't post
And yet another summer will come
And we'll buy another exam at the university
And then a dive into the sea
The urge to sing sure won't leave us