I Like the Way That You Come
Running Up to Me
It Sort of Reminds Me Of
Black and White Movies
And I Will Put a White Dress On And
By the Window Wait
For My Richard Gere to Come
*or
For My Marlin Brando to Come
Crashing Through the Gate

Sometimes I Talk On the Phone
Until My Ears Are Numb
My Friends All Say It's Because
I Can't Face Anyone

I Know I'm Just ing Time
I'm Just ing Time

Saw You Walking Downtown
To the Video Store
Saw You With Another Girl
I'm Sure She Was a Whore

You Say She Means Nothing to You
Thus Nothing to Me
Excuse Me While I Get Drunk
On Too Much Bad T.v.

Sitting Here and I'm Waiting
For Your Mouth to Open Up
And Start Overflowing
Like Jesus' Cup

And I'm Just ing Time
I'm Just ing Time