baby, point your tongue my way
the way you’re looking at me
is more than i can take
the sun on your moon-shaped face
your waving hand in the crowd
a jumping fish on the lake
Alexandra rolls her own smokes, you know
but tonight, she forgot them at home
babe, i’ve got a bellie we could split
yeah, you’re such a lady
hide your face when you spit
and i can tell that you can’t help
but be honest and humble when expressing yourself
let’s head back in the venue for the last band
i’ll find you and we can dance
i can tell you your fortune and at the same time,
tell mine too
Alexandra, why waste your moves on that guy?
when i know your soul
Alexandra, how could you let me down?
still, i hang around
am i wrong to be hurt by you?
you’re smiling
and i want to smile, too