

Jenni in Wilson, Oregon,
sippin' something sweet
Ed by Lake Norman,
Carolina, tapping out the beat
We met in a group chat,
now the Wi‑Fi feels warm (mmm)
You’re two time zones away,
but you’re right on my screen
Your lake looks like a postcard,
my town’s small and green You say “y’all,” I say “no worries,”
we both laugh at the seams I send a selfie with a
flannel,
you send that southern grin (ooh)
I google “Lake Norman weather,” you google “Wilson,
OR”
We’re flirting like it’s science,
but it’s something more
My phone gets all dramatic when your name hits the door (ha)
Jenni and Ed, we’re a long-distance mess (mmm)
Oregon rain on your Carolina chest (yeah)
Talkin’ real sweet, then we crack up,
stressed If this is a bad idea—why’s it feel like yes? (ooh) (ahhhh)
You say “Come visit the lake,” I say
“Pack me a snack” I bring weird
Oregon trail mix, you bring sweet tea in a sack We try
to talk all romantic,
then your dog jumps in the back And my GPS says “recalculating”…
like it’s judging our act (hahaha)
Let’s be honest, we’re ridiculous—and that’s the charm
My suitcase is all “maybe,” your playlist’s all “alarm”
If love’s a little awkward,
then we’re doing it in form (mmm)
Jenni and Ed, we’re a long-distance mess (mmm)
Oregon rain on your Carolina chest (yeah)
Talkin’ real sweet, then we crack up,
stressed
If this is a bad idea—why’s it feel like yes? (hahaha)
Jenni in Wilson, Ed at Norman—still spinning that thread
If the connection’s this sweet,
we’ll see where it heads (mmm)