Have You Seen Me Lately? - Counting Crows

My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Stand in your door Meet inside Show me some more Show me some more Show me some more My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Turn and stare Fix your hair Move upstairs Move upstairs Move upstairs My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Free from disguise Gazing on a city under Television skies Television skies Television skies My eyes have seen you My eyes have seen you Eyes have seen you Let them photograph your soul Memorize your alleys on an endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll Endless roll, endless roll

Yeah, uh Summertime, feelin' good, feelin' great Real nigga with the leg on the dock, feelin' straight All the drug dealin' niggas with their gashes out Bad hood ass bitches with they asses out Talkin' 'bout goddamn Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl? I was out Fairmont Heights with the hitters Then a little bad jawn walk by Louis purse to the side, goddamn Shorty, where you from? Where your momma stay? She's at 501, cappin' where her momma stay Her ex man still get it wild, right all night, babe Shit baby, I don't care 'bout that anyway Goddamn Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl? I was out Wak Wahler with the project boys Lookin' at this little fine ass joint with her French braid Black shades, lil' attitude, ass wide like a lamp shade Diamond necklace with the gold grill front, uh Ratchet bitch, with the Louboutin pumps, uh Georgetown, where I take her out to lunch Talkin' 'bout Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl? I was out Simple City with the bike niggas Talkin' 'bout mad men then a girl walked by Dark-skinned woman with a curve on her sides I need whole fitty, you my fries on the side You can be my lil' dunk thing for the night But ain't 'bout to get you, baby, we ain't 'bout to ride Talkin' 'bout where ya ex been? Have I seen that girl? Have I seen that girl? I was out Landover, me and all, then all and them Lil' model tryna know way way back when She ain't never give me play, so I played her friend Then she wanna try to holla then I played to win Then the home girl brother tried to fight me I had to have the nigga kiss the bottom of my Nikes Talkin' 'bout he from Trinidad so he rep the 12 I don't give a fuck about ya, see yo' ass in hell Talkin' 'bout goddamn Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl? I was out Clay Terrace, feelin' better than all the guys Bad white joined, fat ass hips and thighs Talkin' 'bout kill moe, all you do is lie I ain't lyin' when I tell you that you fine as wine Lemme get a lil' sip, lemme get a lil' bit Lemme grab on your ass, I mean grab you the gas Talkin' 'bout goddamn Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl? Yeah Have you seen that girl? Have you seen that girl?

All of the sudden she disappears, Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home.

Mary steers clear of the men from space Back alley kid with an American face She wants the wine, he brings a case To carry them on through I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce They bang the drum, she sets the beat They carry Miss America out into the street She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do I fell out of love in the snowbound days Riding the subway in a Valium haze I need the whites, she gets the blues It carries us on through All these American boys at the Park N Shop Selling their memories for a dollar a pop Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan Corners the market on American taste And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Punk rock video, do do, do do do All the sudden the light inside you dies Maybe you're going on alone Maybe you're going all alone She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things White sugar bowls and wedding rings You're going on from me alone You're going on, you're on your own She was married alive in a Moscow surgery Hoping to die in a cold war nursery All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do It's a memory play where the memory fades Into pictures you took, into records we played Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do