As I sit staring into this liquid amber, ripples move out to the edge of the glass. Is that really your reflection in there? I just wanna jump into the warm depths and be there with you, one more time! Oh, alright. Hit it boys! My initials sprayed across a pavement cut into your private interview. Talk to me now. Step into my room, we'll have a word or two. If I ever had a million dollars and if I didn't give it all to you would you lose interest? Show me indifference? Foot in another shoe? Not very high heels. Not wearing sneakers too. A magazine ad, a printed canvas, a basic new shade blue suede shoe. Thought I'd like to have a little party. Thought I'd like to have a little do. Sure I stopped drinking but for the moment, honey, here's looking at you! I'll stop my drinking (give you my promise true), clean out the closet, be existential, and cast a vote for the president too. But for the action of the moment, nothing does what it ought to do. Instant depression, I learned my lesson, nothing that I'd rather do. Come on over my place. Can't see him sideways. Honey, here's looking at you.
Writer(s): Deborah Harry, Chris Stein