Oh she's a dying art She's a wet leaf, At times of thunderstorm And he's a prodigal sun, with his back to the wall, He's an atomic bomb And she said she said and she says: I remember you, Your switch-blade eyes The coolest thing to do, Was to let you come inside, hands behind my back, My tongue tied, bear with me now,? Let's go for a ride Oh she's a dying art She's a wet leaf, At times of thunderstorm And I'm a prodigal one, With my back to the wall, I'm an atomic bomb And she said she said and she says: I remember you, Your switch-blade eyes The coolest thing to do, Was to let you come inside, hands behind my back, My tongue tied, bear with me now,? Let's go for a ride I remember you, Your switch-blade eyes The coolest thing to do, Was to let you come inside, hands behind my back, My tongue tied, bear with me now? Let's go for a ride For a ride (2x)