You've got a knack for geography and there's no place that you don't know
The streets are paved with memories and she writes down every one
You met up with Judy and her teenage skinhead friends in the park
I followed you
I wanted to hear what you were saying
"Do you think he's cute?"
"Do you think she's jealous?"
"Do you think they're going out on Friday night?"
There's no better place, there's no better place than paradise
There's no better way to k** tomorrow than staying out with us tonight
Do you believe in virginity and do you like to sing along?
I went out to Modern Mondays just to hear that song
Now he's into psychedelic music and grew his hair out long
He doesn't notice you
He doesn't pretend to seem impressed
Because he's doomed and cool
And everything's changing
I wonder where everybody goes when they get old
There's no better place, there's no better place than paradise
There's no better way to k** tomorrow than staying out with us tonight