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