Jennifer dates a man in a 60s cover band 
He's the Ess-dog, or 
Sean if you wish 
She's 18, he's 31 
She's a rich girl, he's the son 
Of a Coca-
Cola middle man 
Kiss when they listen 
To "Brothers In Arms" 
And if there's something wrong with this 
They don't see the harm 
In joining their forces and singing along 
See those rings on her toes 
Check that frisbee in his 
Volvo It's a 
Volvo with ancient plates 
They've got a dog she named 
Trey A retriever with a frayed bandana around his neck 
Trey has a window into their relationship 
The baby talk voices 
And the post class-a nasal drip 
But it all seems to function 
At least in her dog's mind 
Let me out of here 
Let me out of here 
You got to let me out of here 
You got to let me out of here 
Let me out of here 
Out of here 
Out of here, out of here 
Let me out of here ill hit the ground running 
Jennifer left for school up in 
Boulder And the 
Ess-dog came to visit when he could 
But the strain was too much 
They could not make up for distance 
And the distance between their years 
Neither one listens 
To "Brothers In Arms" 
The Ess-dog waits tables 
And he sold his guitar 
Jenny pledged 
Kappa and she started pre-law 
And off came those awful toe rings 
Off came those awful toe rings