Now you know    That I stood outside your window    Just a little too long.       What you're gonna do    When the hours pass away    And you know that I'm gone.    Well, it may be a week,    It may be a day,    I'm six blocks over    And I don't know what to say to you.      Jokin' 'bout your mama    Went a little too far.    But you caught me    Out with the others    Till the early dawn.       There may be a time    If we played it right    I'm six blocks over    And you wanna spend a night with me.       Now the hours and the minutes    Just fly away.    You win some and you lose some,    You gotta get it right    Or I'll be saying    Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.      Thinkin' back to    The way you're holdin' me down,    I'd be better off dead.       Now you know    That the time is running out    Of the things we said.       Well, it may be a week,    It may be a day,    I'm six blocks over    And I don't know what to say to you.      Now the hours and the minutes   Just fly away.    You win some and you lose some,    You gotta get it right    Or I'll be saying    Bye bye bye bye ...