|
We drove away inside a three wheelers |
|
Across the pavement that we called our turf |
|
Blown by the wind across the cold hard earth |
|
Like dirty leaves in an old parking berth |
|
Mmmmm, mmmmm |
|
We are grown up and that is good we're told |
|
But when do grown-ups become just plain old |
|
Left on the vine until the frost bites cold |
|
Like broken flowers buried in the snow |
|
Mmmmm, mmmmm |
|
And if you want to throw a party, |
|
I can cry tonight |
|
You would cry too if it happened to you, right? |
|
I keep falling in and out of love with you |
|
I've never loved anyone the way |
|
I do you Smiling politely almost all the time |
|
Window reflections in the check out line |
|
Born under punches and a real bad sign |
|
Like two for one for just a dollar nine-nine |
|
Mmmmm, mmmmm |
|
And if you want to throw a party, |
|
I can cry tonight |
|
You would cry too if it happened to you, right? |
|
I keep falling in and out of love with you |
|
I've never loved anyone the way |
|
I do you You |
|
We're tense and nervous running at the mouth |
|
Afraid of just what everyone is all about |
|
But keep on keeping on to hide our doubt |
|
And hold a candle when the lights go out |
|
Mmmmm, mmmmm |
|
And if you want to throw a party, |
|
I can cry tonight |
|
You would cry too if it happened to you, right? |
|
I keep falling in and out of love with you |
|
I've never loved anyone the way |
|
I do you You |
|
You You You |
