Sipping margaritas on a porch swing
Talking about the things we know
I'd love to see you here in the summer or the spring
But disappear into the snow
And I know I can't stay here
I gotta get silly in the city
Gotta get myself all looking pretty to be wined and dined
One by one they tell me they can walk in time
Getting drunk on Coca-Cola with a twist of lime
It's easy to default to a descending line
But far more difficult to modulate the key
Pussy-footing fat cats with their trombones
Talking about the things they know
They're wheeling and dealing in the autumn and the spring
But disappear into the snow
And I know I can't stay here
I gotta get silly in the city
Gotta get myself all looking pretty to be wined and dined
One by one they tell me they can walk in time
Getting drunk on Coca-Cola with a twist of lime
It's easy to default to a descending line
But far more difficult to modulate the key