When it started downtown I was showing off my boots at The Box An uptown girl with a drop dead smile And killer locks Saw her see me seein' her She saw me see her seein' me I opened my mouth and some words came out Which just ain’t my tendency
And we feel like it's after school In the afternoon In the afterlife And I know that it's nothing new That there's only you Until heaven or hell
Cut to the chase, my brother There’s been weather and weather and weather and weather And there's wolves on the wind But we'll be just fine So don't be sorry (don't be sorry) We’ve got each other at night with our big city lights And the Christmas ghost of Atari Yeah, the Christmas ghost of Atari
And we feel like it's after school In the afternoon In the afterlife And we'll steal what we want from you And take it with spoon To heaven or hell
True friend, true love True friend, true love True friend, true love A true friend love
True friend, true love True friend, true love True friend, true love True friend, true love
