Well do you think your friends will show? (I don't, I don't know)   Because the light is beginning to go   If when we speak my cheeks start to burn   Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn      Hung out at the Eastern terminal   All dressed up at dusk for a ride   Flamingos, and me on one leg   Swept up in the terminal's tide      I'm glad they tore that trailer down (I don't, I don't know)   Though back then you weren't even around   And now the sun is beginning to sink   Will I get that promised drink?   If when you speak my cheeks start to burn   Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn      Hung out at the Eastern terminal   All dressed up at dusk for a ride   Flamingos, and me on one leg   Swept up in the terminal's tide      Hung out at the Eastern terminal   Too messed up at dusk for a ride   Flamingos, and me on my last legs   Drowning in the terminal's tide - yeah!