Some summers in the evening
After six or so
I walk on
Pull over the car
Pull over the car
I think
Eddie Walker, This Is Your Life
Won't you smile, you
Now, I wish it was last September
We could lose ourselves
(. . .step on your fingernail. . .damn!
That’s ok, I
Stop the bus
I wanna be lonely
When seconds pass slowly
And years
So you wanted
to take a break
Slow it down some
Chicka uh chicka uh. . .
For the benefit of tom