Down at the end of Thirty-Fourth Street Where the ocean washes up to the land That's where I'll find her waiting for me With a ticket and a suitcase in her hand And she'll be dressed so elegantly And her hair will be dancin' in the wind But all she'll be meeting is a letter from me Delivered by my closest friend Excuse me, excuse me I'm a restless uncontrollable man And I haven't got the grace To meet you face to face And tell you I can't see you again Excuse me, Don't confuse me All those things I said in bed I really meant But forever's awful long And I'd only do you wrong You might never trust a man again My buddies and me We live down by the sea And we play the local club to pay the rent And on the weekends we get blind And we drink our share of wine And forget about more girls that most guys get But none of them, it's true ever shared a spot with you And I don't believe there'll ever be again So if you could be so kind Try and read between the lines Oh and honey, just remember me at my best I know it's tearin' you apart You're hatin' me with all your heart All I wanted was to simply be your friend Hope someday you will excuse the tactics that I used 'Cause I'm doin' you a favor in the end