Marshall Crenshaw - Twenty-five Forty-one lyrics

(grant hart) Jenny gave us a number Jenny gave us a place to stay Billy got hold of a van And then we moved the very next day To twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun We put down the money Then we picked up the keys We had to keep the stove on all night long so the mice wouldn't freeze I put our names on the mailbox And i put everything else in the past It was the first place we'd ever had to ourselves I didn't know it would be the last Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun Now everything is over Everything is done Everything's in boxes now At twenty-five forty-one Things are so much different now You could say the situation's reversed And it will not be the last time i'll have to be out by the first Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun Twenty-five forty-one...