She knows nothing at all about nothing The moment I saw her was something I found alarming That certain nothing behind her eyes TV, she finds intoxicating Shows about cops and dating She has a soft spot For cops who are robots And I don't know where this is going But I've got a feeling I'll do the driving from now on Sometimes we stare at the stars from my roof She wants to know if they are _fire proof_ I say I guess so, how else can they glow on for so long We're out, the jukebox plays "Jumping Jack Flash" She says "I love Johnny Cash, the man in red" I turn my head and pretend not to hear what she said And I don't know where this is going But I've got a feeling I'll do the driving from now on And I don't know where this is going But I've got a feeling I'll do the driving from now on