Glen Powell’s Ankles

Songtext

[Verse 1] He walks in like the room owes him a favor, Cuff of his trousers making quite a scene. I meant to ask him something clever, Then those ankles cut between. [Pre-Chorus] A flash of sock, a polished shoe, A leading man with a lower-view. [Chorus] Oh, Glen Powell’s ankles, what a plot twist, A little glimpse and suddenly I’m tongue-tied. No grand speech, no grand entrance, Just two small stars with excellent timing. Glen Powell’s ankles, keep it modest, I’m trying to behave, but darling, honestly— Who knew a hemline could have such presence? [Verse 2] The tailor deserves a standing ovation, That neat little break is pure design. I came for charm and conversation, Now I’m complimenting the borderline. [Pre-Chorus] He says hello, I lose my train, My eyes have wandered south again. [Chorus] Oh, Glen Powell’s ankles, what a plot twist, A little glimpse and suddenly I’m tongue-tied. No grand speech, no grand entrance, Just two small stars with excellent timing. Glen Powell’s ankles, keep it modest, I’m trying to behave, but darling, honestly— Who knew a hemline could have such presence? [Bridge] It’s not a crush, it’s wardrobe appreciation, A highly focused study in proportion. I’ll file my notes under “fabric and temptation,” And keep my cool through the next close-up. [Final Chorus] Oh, Glen Powell’s ankles, what a plot twist, A little glimpse and suddenly I’m tongue-tied. No grand speech, no grand entrance, Just two small stars with excellent timing. Glen Powell’s ankles, cue the curtain, I’m calm, composed—well, mostly certain. Who knew a hemline could have such presence? [Outro] A flash of sock, a polished shoe, I came for him—and noticed too.