As I drove you to the concert
We talked about my 65 Beaumont
And how the romance is essential
And I like instrumentals
And I kissed you on the cheek
And where you had the blues
I always seem to lose
The ones who make the news
Let's get in the car and prove
You put the coffee on the dashboard
You put the coffee on the dashboard
And told another story
I always have to have the last word
This time I'm sorry
I'm leaving for the winter
Going back to 1940
I dream at night of Hollywood
Of the movie stars and the glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
The glorious light
Now you face a dilemma, as the bad plays return to sender.
