Sometimes telephones can only do so much
When it's been too long
And I need your touch
So I'm pulling into town and I need a spark
To cure these restless feet
And mend my tired heart
Till we both come tumblin' down
And crash into the sheets
When the walls come crumblin' in
We'll sing ourselves to sleep
Nothing seems as urgent as that two-step swing
Down on Milwaukee
Where those sirens sing
Your feet were made for dancing and your lips for mine
So let's paint this town
Marching arms entwined
Till we both come tumblin' down
And crash into the sheets
When the walls come crumblin' in
We'll sing ourselves to sleep
We'll slide across the floor at the Double Door
Till the music stops
And we yell for more
When they finally kick us out into the wind and cold
We'll take the long way home
If you would be so bold
Till we both come tumblin' down
And crash into the sheets
When the walls come crumblin' in
We'll sing ourselves to sleep