Tekster: Better Than Ezra. Allison Foley.

Calmly, like a razor
i got us on the door,
or ?i got a tape of ?clerks?
someone left the night before.?

so i go over later,
you?re sitting in that chair
smoking on your cigarette
fingering you hair

so i get drunk and stoned,
every time you come around.

twenty-nine and aimless
you bartend down on fourth
your parents pay insurance
and the parson?s audit course

over-schooled and uninspired
a trust fund up your nose
all that wasted talent but, uh
ain?t that how it always goes?

so i get drunk and stoned,
every time you come around.
yeah, yeah yeah

so long allison foley
so long, bye-bye

(come up higher, take a step higher)
sometimes you understand
the reasons how you went astray
but least of all the answer,
that it hurts to watch you waste away.

so i get drunk and stoned,
every time you come around.
yeah, yeah, yeah.

so long, allison foley
so long, bye-bye