Play it so safe to stay on top. Shake it, imitate it, but it still sounds old. We just can't understand why the man calls it lo-fi. So get your bags packed now and I'll meet you on the outside. "X"-out all self-supervision... get your keys out, now start the ignition. We're on the verge of... All right! When you're shipwrecked on your mattress I'll come in and show you how to hijack the past and Wind up in the right now. Grag some clothes, three chords and a video camera. Maybe a mic, some handwipes, a typewriter, and a hammer. Why don't you come over now? I'll buzz you up. 'Cause you know when you're around I can't get enough. I'm gonna follow you, wait, straight into the late night. 'Cause you're so on fire and you already know. A-O-A-O do it so right A-O-A-O do it tonight

Well they shouldn't have played that good, I got carried away and let the music, Go to my head. Well she shouldn't have worn that dress, The way it curled around when she was spinnin', Just killed me dead. My heart began to tell my body and my soul, That it had gotten in the mood to lose control. Oh no! When did neon light turn into moon glow? When did that jukebox turn into a rainbow? I'm about to give into this urge. Once more slow dance, With her arms around me, One more long glance, And nothing will slow down me, I've got no chance, If i'm not in love i'm on the verge. All i wanted to be was cool. It ain't my style to over heat, Much less burn. But as we floated across the floor, All at once i flashed right past the point, Of no return. And when we said goodnight, The sun was on the rise, And any stars that hadn't set, Had fallen in my eyes. Oh no! When did neon light turn into moon glow? When did that jukebox turn into a rainbow? I'm about to give into this urge. Once more slow dance, With her arms around me, One more long glance, And nothing will slow down me, I've got no chance, If i'm not in love i'm on the verge. (Musical interlude) Once more slow dance, With her arms around me, One more long glance, And nothing will slow down me, I've got no chance, If i'm not in love i'm on the verge. Oooohhhh If i'm not in love i'm on the verge.

It's hard to leave your bed The cool and hard summer sheets Hangover hangin' on by the fangs Walk to work on wild feet Get to the back door Look around and turn the key Turn on all the lights Take down the chairs and make things neat Hey there, coffee girl Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til He came along and wrecked it Your favourite mixed tape You popped it into the deck Don't care it's out of date Old Cat Power and classic Beck Beware purveyors of cool With their compacts of one Taking cannons to fools When all you need's a BB gun Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til (it was perfect 'til) He came along and wrecked it One night he'll make you choose I am sorry but he will The hardscape or your shoes When the moon's behind the hill Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Beautiful and disaffected It was perfect 'til (It was perfect 'til) He came along and wrecked it Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl (hey there, coffee girl) Hey there, coffee girl