On the way home

I can hear the sound of the popping of her Saliva Bubbles

I move in the night so high

I don't want to come down

I got to find a brown-eyed girl

That likes blonde boys with lies

Lies that light up those eyes

So we sit here for a while

And we take our very time

There is comes talking to me

But she's not quite what I'm asking

Oh, got to get out

I

I disappear

I disappear from here

On the way home I can hear the sound

So we turned and got ourselves back

Yeah, we were all looking for a cat

But she was a big, fat cat in fact

Yeah no thanks, not sure about that

And I see her once again

She lurks behind a corner

That tattoo on her left shoulder

Keeps me from falling right over

It's a trap

I

I disappear

I disappear from here