I bet you're laughing at some joke he told you With his arm around your sunburnt shoulders I spent the morning with my face against the window seat Looking down at all the things that got the best of me
No more late night drives to Boston No more Cure songs to get lost in No more taxis, subway tokens Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey - gone
I take the streetcars around San Francisco Get winks from the pretty boys down in The Castro Through the turnstiles roll, the Jappy girls and the shabby dolls I can't resist myself, I get their names, I never call
No more late night drives to Boston No more Cure songs to get lost in No more taxis, subway tokens Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey - gone I'm sky high honey
You wait too long, you never leave And it feels like dying but still your heart beats
No more late night drives to Boston No more Cure songs to get lost in No more taxis, subway tokens Arms wide open, I'm sky high honey - gone I'm sky high honey - gone
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