I like the way that you come
Running up to me
It sort of reminds me of
Black and white movies
And I will put a white dress on and
By the window wait
For my Richard Gere to come
*or
For my Marlin Brando to come
Crashing through the gate
Sometimes I talk on the phone
Until my ears are numb
My friends all say it's because
I can't face anyone
I know I'm just passing time
I'm just passing time
Saw you walking downtown
To the video store
Saw you with another girl
I'm sure she was a whore
You say she means nothing to you
Thus nothing to me
Excuse me while I get drunk
On too much bad T.V.
Sitting here and I'm waiting
For your mouth to open up
And start overflowing
Like Jesus' cup