Moved out in the summer An army bag of clothes A coin to call your mother She didn't answer Put another quarter In the colonnade Hanging around robbers What would your mother say? I'm not tired of you staying here Up all night, don't have to sleep Let's pretend that we're married Keep your hat under the sheets Tall and clean and handsome Raisin-colored eyes Taking me for granted Oh I don't care Beige chiffon, silk and roses Lock the door, I'll take your coat Let's pretend that it's summer Keep your bags behind the couch Send a wire to your sister Take a pill and go to sleep I'm not tired of you staying here Lock the door before you leave