She used to love me She don't love me no more I stepped over the line Too many times And she stepped out the door Well Baby I've Changed Won't you come
I'm going coast to coast, I'm going nation wide I got my hand on the trigger got my girl by my side I've got the looks that kill, I've got a license to
Chanukah under the stars We gonna jump into the car And have a swingin' Chanukah Under the stars
Adam and Chris of 'Fountains Of Wayne' are here with me On, on 'City Folk Morning' from Studio A, with guitars Would you like to play a song for me? No
Oh baby, baby, how was I supposed to know That something wasn't right here Oh baby, baby, I shouldn't have let you go And now you're out of sight, yeah
Slim and tall behind me spinnin' me off of my feet Headin' for the D we're taking our act to the street Roll around the city, leavin' our tracks on the
hope we'll live to tell How you know I know? You knew I know New York in 1991 Here in the same room for so long Out of the cold November Still as a
how to fly I want an alien for Christmas this year He can live in the bath tub So, don't worry about a thing And I'll take him out for walks When it
The day you drew your final breath And parted from the earth Is carved into the stone that bears Your name and date of birth Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
They called him Great Scott Because he was great They called her Great Susan 'Cause she was his date She climbed in a box He cut her in two And when
She wants to know if they are fire proof I say I guess so, how else can they glow on for so long We're out, the jukebox plays 'Jumping Jack Flash' She
She's wearing kid gloves Will handle me carefully 'Cause I've got a history Cracked up and fragile And bound to break easy And if she could talk to me
I pick her up outside the station She's telling me about her spring vacation She's not leaving much to the imagination She's giving me way too much information
In for the weekend Out for the night She gets caught in the curtains Lost in the lights But she's wearing a turban Feeling alright And she's hoping to
Oh whoa, leave your nightlight on You don't have far to go Oh whoa, leave your nightlight on You don't have far to go Out the door, down the hall That
in and out of as fast as hail stones Make jokes, hey, isn't that the word for our tombstones So that everyone will know When they're out one afternoon
I have to sit you down Let me tell you what it?s all about 'Cause I?ve been carrying a torch around And I?ve forgotten how to snuff it out And you have
Well, she picked me up in a German car And she took me out to an Irish bar Where I drank some beer in a plastic cup Till I had some trouble standing up