Lyrics:

Well she's a thrift store girl Yeah she's a beautiful loser She'll switch price tags for me Sometimes meet me for coffee And I don't think she does that For anyone but me She dresses me for absolutely nothing Just 'cause she really likes me I'm here for her to serve She asks for nothing in return 'Cause she's a thrift store babe She's like my live in maid She's just a girl but still She's really not afraid To call in sick so we can hang out in Wicker Park And rot amongst the cynical prototypes of our love And I sincerely hope that she's always around I hope she always stays around