You got the lights on in the afternoon And the nights are drawn out long And you’re kissin’ to cut through the gloom With a cough drop coloured tongue And you were sittin’ in the corner with the coats all piled high And I thought you might be mine In a small world, on an exceptionally rainy Tuesday night In the right place and time When the zeros line up on the 24 hour clock When you know who’s callin’ even though the number is blocked When you walked around your house wearin’ my sky blue Lacoste And your knee socks