In the beginning there was   In the beginning we never   Considered an ending   Where we would settle for anything short of ridiculous      We didn't have New York or Paris   But you had a thumb hole in your cardigan   And I give your camels to the vagabonds   Immaculate mustache on our man in Hollywood      I loved you when I was a waitress   And I remember how the clock ticked   Three a.m. in alphabet city   A B C D just you and me      Now we think in New York   And in gray skies   We think the same thing   At the same time   And we think too much   And far too hard   And now I'm talking too much   About thinking      I loved you when I was a waitress   And I remember how the clock ticked   Three a.m. in alphabet city   A B C D just you and me      I loved you when I was a waitress   And I remember how the clock ticked   Three a.m. in alphabet city   A B C D just you and me