Truth or dare, it’s in the air
Ten feet under water playing millionaires
A swimming pool and a cruel summer
This is how I met you
Went to the city, in someone’s basement
We paid four-fifty
Woke in the morning and you were different
It goes so quickly
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl, you're not my girl
You're not my girl, you're not my
Blown to bits, the greatest hits
Sing 'em to your children, and their childrens’ kids
A microphone and a cruel lover
How can I forget you?
Back in the city, I check the statements
I pay nine-fifty
Woke in the morning and I was different
It goes so slowly
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl, you're not my girl
You're not my girl, you're not my
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl
Time doesn’t mean much to me, doesn’t mean much to me
If you're not my girl (you're not my girl)
