Two sevens together like time, indefinite
Trying to catch the glass before it falls
Without a frown can you turn up the stereo?
I wanna play you this old song about love
Can eye do that?
Did we remember to water the plants today?
Eye forgot to look up at the moon because
Eye was too busy, said eye was too busy
Eye was too busy
Looking at you, babe
Still it’s nice to know that uh, when bodies wear out
We can get another
What does that one thing have to do with the other one?
Eye don’t know
Eye was just thinking about my mother
You know what? Turn the stereo back down
Ain’t nothing worse than an old worn out love song
Tell me do you like my hair this way?
Remember all the way back in the day
When we would compare who’s afro was the roundest
Mirrored tiles above the bed
Fishing nets and posters all over the walls, oh yeah
Sometimes eye just wanna go sit out on the stool
And uh, play my guitar
Just watch all the, all the cars go by