Street lamp, dim glow
A light to blanket night like summer snow
Well, let it pour
Just cover up whatever came before
Sea breeze whips through
And makes you do some shit you'd never do
Talking queer
Why the hell are you still here?
And we go. . .
Bum, bum, bum. . .
Don't know why
I decided to come
Don't know why I decided to come
Meet me halfway
A touch-and-go of don't know what to say
Do we talk?
What?
Huh?
Don't expect too much, just walk
Blank slate, blank stare
Yeah, you made her cry; why do you care?
Of what took hold?
Look at her she looks so. . .
Cold.
And we go. . .
Bum, bum, bum. . .
Don't know why
I decided to come
Don't know why I decided to come
Twisting lemons into lemonade
You'd be sleeping
You'd be drunk
If you had stayed
And you might miss
Any good that could come. . .
After this
First date
Last night
Not quite what you pictured, but alright
So take her out
Give him a shot
'Cause people can surprise you
Or not
And we go. . .
Bum, bum, bum. . .
Bum, bum.