There were roman candles and Catherine wheels outside   Inside, all was deadly quiet   Corner cut, medium weight and I arrive late   I caught you spelling baby names with sparklers on your patio   And you didn’t know, that I’d been writing letters to other girls   In shaky, shaky handwriting      We swooned like 50’s housewives   Buzzing like a hive   The room is spinning faster than a 45      And we come alive   We come alive   We come alive      Well you were an octopus and I was an orang-utan   And everybody in there saw the way that we carried on   But everyone who knows me, knows I make up all these stories      We swooned like 50’s housewives   Buzzing like a hive   The room is spinning faster than a 45      And we come alive   We come alive   We come alive   We come alive   We come alive   We come alive