She said do you like my shoes as she tripped
Well I’ll see you Saturday at two
She said do you like my face as it hit
unless I meet someone else before you
All these signs add up to nothing
Every bump knocks out the bass
Last time I was here I was twenty two
You were twenty three
She said do you think I’m cool as she slipped
Well he says that he’ll marry me
She said do you like these clothes as they split
unless this is not really pregnancy
All these signs add up to something
Every tree has two kids under it
Last time we were here we were twenty two
Try seventeen
Now tell me What’s too far
Would you go out in a car
Would you do What’s too near
Now tell me What to do here