The sun is nearly gone The lights are turning on A silver shine that stretches to the sea
We stumble on a view That's tailor made for two What a shame those two are you and me Some other girl and guy Would love the swirling sky But there's only you and I And we've got no shot This could never be You're not the type for me
(Really?)
And there's not a spark in sight What a, a waste of a lovely night
You say there's nothing here Well let's make something clear I think I'll be the one to make that call
(But you'll call)
I know you looked so cute In your polyester suit
(It's wool)
You're right, I'd never fall for you at all And maybe this appeals To someone not in heels Or to any girl who feels There's some chance For romance But, I'm frankly feeling nothing