She's coming over
We'll go out walking
Make a call on the way
She's in the phone booth
I'm lookin in
There comes a smile on her face
There's still some of the same stuff we got yesterday
I'm too much with myself I wanna be someone else
So we take off out Fiona's door
Walk until it's light outside
Like before when you were on the phone
We have to laugh to look at each other
We have to laugh cause we're not alone
As the cars fly up King St.
It's enough to startle us
I love my drug buddy
My drug my drug buddy
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