It's early in the morning the sun is on its way
The sky is turning rose and pale green
And we've been out all evening just a pair of fools
Laughing at all that we've seen
Some folks rush right into the kissing and hugging and all that too
I think the best part of the evening is walking home with you
And a mad obsessive jogger, like an alien from Mars
Smiles at us in condescending pride
And a cabbie on the make for the last fair of the night
Crawls by coaxing a ride
Some folks rush right into the kissing and hugging and all that too
I think the best part of the evening is walking home with you
Now you've got your hand in mine dear as we stumble down the street
We're tired and we're glad to be home
And you kiss me very slowly as your fumble for the key
And we're tumbling in through the door
Some folks rush right into the kissing and hugging and all that too
I think the best part of the evening is walking home with you
Anticipation just adds fire to the fuel
I think the best part of the evening is walking home with you