I should be driving to milwaukee
But my keys can't find you
Singing "lean on me" in the back of a taxi-cab
Totally helpless and completely unprepared for this
We'll stick it to a city we can call home eventually

I know I seem upset
But the mailman can wait
We've held a date, stuffing dollars in a piggy bank
A tape-decked preview of about six months from now
To a logan square apartment near peggy's house

Well, talk about culture shock
I've saved up the chords to share
With brothers and sisters
From different mothers in your living room
So, thanks for this metronome
To keep the beat steady in your timezone
And keep a record of the songs I haven't thought of yet.

I know I seem upset
But the mailman can wait
We've held a date, stuffing dollars in a piggy bank
A tape-decked preview of about six months from now
To a logan square apartment near peggy's house

But until then I'll just keep myself busy
Singing with my eyes closed (and I'll be busy)
Busy, singing with my eyes closed (and I'll be busy)
Busy, singing with my eyes closed (and I've been busy)
Busy, singing with my eyes closed
I've been busy
Busy, singing with my eyes closed
I've been busy
Busy, singing with my eyes closed
I've been busy
Busy, singing with my eyes closed
I've been busy
Busy, singing with my eyes closed