Brush your hair to some Eurodisco trash Two prophylactics and forty-five dollars cash Corduroy jacket and some fifty buck shoes That can lead like a lamp when they're a scrubbing up new Sunday best on a Friday night alright I'll meet you at the corner beneath the Goodyear foot sign Where all dates are made by mobile I'll send you a smoke signal just be there by nine
This smoke, I left it for you To show Mum and Dad your new tattoo alright So they're my plans, how'd they fit with you?
There's a streetlight for each night your heart hit the deck This drink says I love you, this drink says I couldn't care less Kiss me so I know I'm alive The drinks taste crap but they keep coming til five
Numbers on the wall, I got my ears like a shell The phone stinks of chips, cheap wine, mouthwash and gel C'mon we'll drink the last of the rent And I'll leave my number right down on the strap of your dress
And it's late, and she's Sue 'cause I read it on the back of her boyfriends neck alright So they're my plans, how'd they fit with you?