I Think You’re Swell – Victorious Cast (feat. Matt Bennett) (from “Victorious 2.0” soundtrack)

I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell

You’re the nugget in my ChickenMac
The peanut to my butter
Adding fiber to our diets
Beneficial for each other

You’re a piece of dental floss and I am the teeth
You’re Aretha Franklin, I’m R-E-S-P-E-C-T

You’re baby giraffe and I’m and a safety ranger
You’re the Father and Ghost, I’m baby Jesus in the manger

Our love spans 40 acres
Filled with apple trees
You’re Thanksgiving, I’m the turkey
You’re Akeelah, I’m the bee

You’re a guitar, I’m the strings
Like a jet ski in the water
You’re New York, I’m the buildings
You’re my mother, I’m your father

And I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell

If you’re Bobby I’ll be Whitney
If you’re Method I’ll be Redman
If you’re Carrie I’m Samantha
If you’re Oprah I’ll be Stedman

If you’re Leia I’m Han Solo
If you’re Warbuks I’ll be Annie
If you’re Puff The Magic Dragon
I’ll be Peter, Paul, and Mary

I love you like a Cops marathon on TV
I love you more than the original Star Wars trilogy

I am the walrus, you are the goo goo gajoo
I’m a whole lot of nothing, you are the much ado

When I say I’m in love it’s more than any love has meant
And if we ever go jogging I’ll be your antiperspirant

And I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell

And every day when you’re walking down the street
It’s like every other day because you’re constantly walking down the street

And every day I’m only thinking about you
And a bunch of other important things, but primarily you
And that’s true

‘Cause I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell

I’ll be the Jagger to your Richards
The Captain Kirk to your Picard
If you’re a molten lava room
I’ll be the one inept guard

You’re the tofu to my hippie
The words in my dictionary
If you’re Sporty and Ginger
I’ll be Baby, Posh and Scary

We go together like pastrami on rye
Like watching Titanic and trying not to cry

In my mind like a song in my head like a zombie
You’re more fun than Frisbee in the park or popping edamame

We go together like a parade to confetti
And later if you’re hungry I’ll make you some spaghetti

And I think you’re swell

I think you’re swell
I think you’re swell