McDonald's drive thru's
Where I kissed you and lied to you
And the garbages sighed food as I told you you were mine

Something in you moves inside when you hear this song in the checkout line
And feel the flickers in your nerves where my hands both move up your curves
And feel the neighbor boys askin', nervous
"Do you think they heard us?"
"Do you think they heard us?"
Staring through the blinds and say
Something moves in you when you hear me sing

Excuse me, miss, this might sound strange
I know I look and sound deranged
But I found this little graduation picture of you on the ground
It's old and coffee stained

But I kept it with me, don't know why
I cut it down to wallet size and kept it in my pocket, walking through the Chelsea market
All those achin', empty blocks, of her, I just can't think thoughts, of her
I stare into your pretty, teenage eyes, I just can't keep from cryin', said
Something moves in you when you hear me sing

Knockin' on the door
Sinatra hits the floor
And all the pretty wives wail for the blue-eyed lord
Henry Hudson drive, avoid the i-95
And try to let your eyes dry a bit before you open up the door