I wrote these down a while back, and never could figure out a couple of lines, but here's what I've got (starting with John's part)...
John: I f*cking love this scarf
(no idea what he says here) Union Square
Who's the boy with all the hair?
Is he holding his breath, or has he just been in the sun?
It's five past twelve - I hate the N
On weekends take the one
Then I see you
Out of nowhere, I can't breathe
Then I see you
Something air cannot relieve
I see you somewhere happy
(edited for copyright)
"The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans are suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they're okay, then it's you." - Rita Mae Brown
Updated On: 9/21/05 at 12:27 AM