(grant hart)      Jenny gave us a number   Jenny gave us a place to stay   Billy got hold of a van   And then we moved the very next day   To twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   We put down the money   Then we picked up the keys   We had to keep the stove on all night long so the mice wouldn't freeze   I put our names on the mailbox   And I put everything else in the past   It was the first place we'd ever had to ourselves   I didn't know it would be the last   Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   Now everything is over   Everything is done   Everything's in boxes now   At twenty-five forty-one   Things are so much different now   You could say the situation's reversed   And it will not be the last time I'll have to be out by the first   Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun   Twenty-five forty-one...