Sitting outside at your door, Not sure what I’m waiting for, Ringing, knocking, throwing rocks, Sandy feet and sandy socks. See your headlights on the street, He's there in the drivers seat, I guess I didn't think this through, No, I didn’t think this through. I can't take this running around. I can't take this running around. I don't mind a little complication in life. I find, you need good vibrations to help, Unwind, so why do you leave me waiting all alone, Outside? Tip toe on the balcony, Right where we agreed to meet, You say "I don't think he'll mind, Kiss me it'll all be fine." Footsteps on the fire escape, There's his shadow taking shape, Guess we didn't think this through, No, we didn't think this through. I can't take this running around. I can't take this running around. I don’t mind the little complications in life, But this time, we’re running around in circles and I’ll lose, My mind. If we play this game of catch I’m gonna fall, And not for you. I can't take this running around. I can't take this running around anymore.

Gold upon her fingers, Silver on her tongue, Bangles shake the tempo, My mind began to run. She dances down the staircase, Ands curves around the door. She leaves me with a feeling, A thirst for something more. I head on down, Through the door. There she is, On the floor. What do you do when you dance? Show me how you move. Take me down to bodyland, And let’s slide into the groove. (X2) The beat was bumpin sumpin, It felt too loud to see. The crowd was getting down, And she shimmied up to me. The last thing I remember, She whispered in my ear. Her voice was smooth and tender, The message loud and clear. “Now’s your time, Here’s your chance, Move your body, Make it dance.” What do you do when you dance? Show me how you move. Take me down to bodyland, And let’s slide into the groove. (X2) Before I stepped inside, I didn’t know where I was. I didn’t know where to go. I was lost. I was blind. But with you on the floor, Hips close to mine, Funk in my soul, I’ll lose my mind. What do you do when you dance? Show me how you move. Take me down to bodyland, And let’s slide into the groove. (X4)

I like living in La Paz [Bolivia] I like living there because It’s nothing that I have seen On a silver screen I like living in Denver [United States] I don’t need a pretender To tell me where I should go As if they would know I could be in Zacatecas [Mexico] Watching clouds fly to and fro I LIKE CITIES ONE MILE OR HIGHER HIGHER ABOVE THE GROUND I like living in Lhasa [Tibet] Life can’t move any faster When you’re just standing still And you have no will I like living in Quito [Ecuador] Drop me off at the depot And see if they let me stay The world is far too great Find me in Addis Ababa [Ethiopia] You won’t see me anyway I LIKE CITIES ONE MILE OR HIGHER HIGHER ABOVE THE GROUND I like living in Chia [Colombia] Rather be living in Shimla [India] Or anywhere far from here [anywhere] I can’t wait one more year [nowhere] I LIKE CITIES ONE MILE OR HIGHER HIGHER ABOVE THE GROUND

I saw you at her birthday party eating a slice of storebought cake. It looked so stale and yet you finished it with grace. I liked your hair, you liked my jacket. We drank the cheap red wine and spilled some on the carpet. I never knew that someone so fine could exist so effortlessly and conveniently. But then I met you, And then I was sure, That you were more than something else. But to me you were out of my league and out of my reach. And so I waited until the day you had to leave. I came over and asked you what my odds were tonight, You made the face you make when you get mad, And then you grabbed my shirt and threw me on the bed. I never knew that someone so fine could exist so effortlessly and conveniently. But then I met you, And then I was sure, But I was scared to say the words. Because to me you were out of my league and out of my reach. Next time, I'll tell you one day sooner. Next time, I'll tell you when I know. I won't forget, I've learned my lesson. Next time, I'll tell you the moment it happens. Next time, I'll see you in DC.

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Cruisin’ down the freeway, Goin’ down to Memphis, Gonna cut a record. (Ah-ah) Greg is in the front seat. (Drivin’ fast) Greg is in the backseat. (Countin’ cash) Greg is sittin’ shotgun. (Feelin’ good) Greg is in the back seat. (He can’t drive) See him in the mirror. (Car is white) Creepin’ up behind us. (Flashin’ lights) Hear the siren singin’. (It sounds like wee-woo) Chorus x2: Officer, please don’t pull me over, (Officer, please me) I was only goin’ eighteen over. (Come over) Officer, please let this blow over, (Officer, please me) You know I can’t go slower. (Can't go slower) Waitin’ on the trooper. (Illinois) How fast was I goin’? (Boy, oh, boy) If I get a ticket, (Hope I don’t) I know where to stick it. (in the) (But I won’t) Knockin’ on the window. “Know how fast you’re goin?” (Eighty-eight) I don’t know the limit. (That’s not great, oh-no) Tryna think of somethin’. (What to say?) Do you think I’m sexy? (In a way?) Have you heard our music? (Who are you?) No, it isn’t working. (What to do?) Can I have a warning? (Just for me) See you in the morning? (You know what I mean) Come on back to my place? (And we’ll make sweeeeet looooove) Chorus x4: Officer, please don’t pull me over, (Officer, please me) I was only goin’ eighteen over. (Come over) Officer, please let me come over, (Officer, please me) You know I can’t go slower. (Can't go slower) (Officer please me, come over) (Officer, please me, can't go slower) x4 Oh, officer, please. Please me. Oh, yes sir, yes sir. Oh, pull me over anytime. Chorus x2: Officer, please don’t pull me over, (Officer, please me) I was only goin’ eighteen over. (Come over) Officer, please let me come over, (Officer, please me) You know I can’t go slower. (Can't go slower) “Sir, step out of the vehicle.”

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I sigh and reach for a light on the bedside table, There’s a laugh from down the hall. 3 A.M. is a friend of mine, we talk when we are able, Through a mirror on the wall. You’re sitting there stuck, stark, stagnant, and alluring. I want to have that kind of time. But you know that feeling when your mind plays tricks, Especially on every single thought that sticks. But I am not that kind of blind. Oh, (Wait my turn and watch it burn) Some call it vertigo, (Go so far don’t know where we are) But I see a fork in the road. (Road so long where’d we go wrong) Abruptly disrupt the flow. I slow, Down look around don’t you know that you are dreaming? Can’t you see the cracks and seams? But I know that nothing that I say or do, Will ever fix the hole that I left in you. I’m not as sorry as I seem. Oh, (Wait my turn and watch it burn) Some call it vertigo, (Go so far don’t know where we are) But I see a fork in the road. (Road so long where’d we go wrong) Abruptly disrupt the flow. I slow, (Wait my turn and watch it burn) Some call it vertigo. (Watch me fly and) (Go so far don’t know where we are) But I see a fork in the road. (On this lonely) (Road so long where’d we go wrong) Abruptly disrupt the flow. I slow. Vertigo Vertigo