Verse 1
It Was The Year Of The Dog, I Met You On A Tuesday
You Had Bleach Blonde Hair, You Told Me Not To Worry
'Bout The Scratch From A Cat On The Side Of Your Face
You Said It Was A Mistake, He Didn't Mean It That Way
And Then We Spent Ten Days Tripping In The Ocean
And You Said, 'My Love, I Think I've Found A Motion
That'll Suit Us Both Very Well.'
You Blew Dust In The Face, Had Me Under Your Spell
Pre-chorus
And Now I Can't Work Out What's Real Or Fake
Am I Eating Your Face, Or This Ribeye Steak?
Well, It's So Messed Up, I Can't Go Home
I Had To Kiss A Green Frog Just To Borrow A Phone
Chorus
You Said, 'Oh, My Love,
What Are You Doing To Me Now?'
And Then I Said, 'Oh, My Love,
When Are We Gonna Figure It Out?'
We're Like A Snowman In The Sun
A Little Kid With A Loaded Gun
A Pretty Girl From A Broken Home
I Think We're Better Off Alone
Don't You?
Verse 2
Well, It's Just Been The Cutest Little Summer
Or A Teenage Dream, And Isn't It A Bummer
That You're Taking Off To The South Of France
Because A French Magazine Made You Piss Your Pants?
And When You Drink Champagne And Fly Over The Sea
Well Will You Look Out Your Window And Think Of Me?
Because I Hope You Do, Hope I Haunt Your Dreams
And That Your Hair Falls Out And You Never Sleep
Pre-chorus
Because You're Thinking Of Something That I Said
As The Roads Froze Over And I Patted Your Head
Ah, It's So Messed Up, I Can't Go Home
I Had To Kiss A Green Frog Just To Borrow A Phone
Chorus
You Said, 'Oh, My Love,
What Are You Doing To Me Now?'
And Then I Said, 'Oh, My Love,
When Are We Gonna Figure It Out?'
We're Like A Snowman In The Sun
A Little Kid With A Loaded Gun
A Pretty Girl From A Broken Home
I Think We're Better Off Alone
Don't You?
Outro
