Thumb Holes are the Greatest

[Verse 1] Pulled on my hoodie, sleeves fall long, It’s that time when the chill feels strong. Then I find ‘em—cut with care, Two little holes just waiting there. [Pre-Chorus] Slide ‘em through, feel that grip, Like armor for a cozy trip. No more bunching, no more f***t— Thumb holes got my back tonight! [Chorus] Thumb holes! Oh, sweater sleeve delight, Turning winter wrongs to rights. Like fingerless gloves with cooler goals, You're the MVP—those thumb-holed souls! Thumb hooooooles! You're the greatest! [Verse 2] Phone in hand? Still looking fly. No mitten trap, no need to try. Typing, scrolling, sipping tea, These thumb holes set my fingers free. [Pre-Chorus] No cold creepin’ up my arm, You wrap me up in perfect charm. Snug and sleek with quiet grace— Thumb holes, you're my happy place! [Chorus] Thumb holes! Built for gods of chill, Form meets function, fashion thrill. Running wild or staying still, You keep it real—you fit the bill. Thumb hooooooles! Yeah, you're the greatest! [Bridge] Some chase dreams of AI brains, Others want self-driving trains. But me? I cheer from mountain knolls, For hoodies blessed with thumb-sized holes! [Final Chorus] Thumb holes! Take a bow today, You chase the frost and save the day. Not all heroes wear a cape— Some are stitched into hoodie shape. Thumb hooooooles! The greatest, yeah the greatest!