I see your caught up in defense
It stole your tennis shoes
How you gonna walk without your tennis shoes?
Barefoot, walking 'round the woods.
Canteen Empty.
Photographs click.
Just minding your own business.

But here we are, what's your name?
Figuratively speaking vain and coy,
Boy Oh Boy. Let sleeping dogs lie filthy. Wash.
Wash that mouth out with soap.
Chop it off, cut it out, rock the boat.
I've heard this story once before.
Your canteen empty and on the floor.

Woa. Your smile is what I wait for.
In and out of my life quick.
Uninhibited, uninhabited.
Get on the bus, get on over here.
Your name ends with the letter A.
Every girl I've fallen for has been that way,
so you fit the pattern, you fit the bill.
And back then you were just minding your business.