Lyrics

He loved the Pogues and UB40
His fish tank and pot parties
Laughed in the subway at the silliest of things
When he held me, said he cared,
This was no fling

Fiona?s birthday, met at ?The Red Lion?
Clear to our friends we were dating, no denyin?
That kiss at the counter, it wasn?t on the cheek!
Wrapped around each other
Down Bleeker Street

Washington Square Park, trains to Jones Beach
Continental Avenue when he reached
Out to grab me, a passionate kiss
Knees turnin? to jelly
What was this?

Summer in Manhattan was close to bliss
Infatuation, I liked this!
But when he left to go home and we parted
I cried a bucket of tears
Broken hearted

Don?t feel sorry for my heartache or pity my naivete
Rich or poor, smart, a fool, you?ve all felt it the same as me
But we return to ?go? like in Monopoly
And wiser in the game of life, get where we want to be
Eventually ??

Fiona?s guy with the hairy legs
Had us back to his apartment guitars rang
The drink flowed, the joint smoked
?Til the early New York hours
We sang, we laughed, we joked

copyright Anne Marie Ryan 2005