Five o'clock There's coffee cups and magazines You're breaking up I hold the phone right to my ear I'm sick of saying I wish you were here I got myself into this mess I chose to wear this stupid dress My memory's no good for me There's one place where I want to be You are you are you are you are It's true it's true it's true it's true You are you are you are you are It's true it's true it's true it's true One million people with one idea To get the hell right out of here You've packed your car You've packed brain With things to lose And things to gain I see you now you're sitting there With crumpled dreams and messed up hair It's black and blue It's black and white It's exactly what I want tonight You are you are you are you are It's true it's true it's true it's true