So, there's you and me again And once again Always a certain something Like nerves and the rain Meeting on the corner You had your short sleeves rolled And all the while I smiled as you Went looking for The beach Under the paving stones
Dealing with it Leaving it Turning it in and out And under the circumstances I couldn't help it
Dealing with it Leaving it Turning it in and out and Under the circumstances That's as far as I'd go Really, I don't want to know
