3 p.m. bathrobe, drinkin' and I think things will go A couple years only, she's takin' in some sights, I guess I'll see I've never been quite this low But I'm comin' into contact with the gutter down below I've never been quite this high But I want the truth's madness with the rich girl at my side In thousand dollar clothes, there's no one you can blame for what you chose Put that boombox on, play the onesie roll, honey we're young You wear that dress you wore, I can play the stranger at the door I've never been quite this low But I'm comin' into contact with the gutter down below I've never been quite this high But I want the truth's madness with the rich girl at my side In thousand dollar clothes, there's no one you can blame for what you chose Put that boombox on, play the onesie roll, honey we're young I've never been quite this low But I'm comin' into contact with the gutter down below I've never been quite this high But I'm floating up above it all and seeing where we lie The piles of our clothes, the last look in her eyes before they close *