• I'm walking down the street
    I turn around
    And catch your eye
    You look at me for the longest time

    We started talking
    You were really nice
    You ask to walk me home
    As casual as I can, I say yes

    We talked all the way home
    You have the voice of an angel
    The looks of Brad Pitt
    But there's something wrong with you

    I can't figure out what it is that's wrong
    You were such a gentleman
    But your voice started to give it away
    As you tried to get in I realized what it was

    You slammed the door behind you
    You showed me down on the floor
    You look at me with these wild eyes
    And how did I guess they were the last thing I would ever see.