So this is really it this time, no more drummers in L.A.
You sealed it with a kiss on my lips, on my forehead, and I cry
And we push it up, baby push, baby push
Baby pushed it up as far as we could
Now we're rollin' down sour, sour baby, sour
Yeah, rollin' down sour????
But why can't we just talk about it?
We used to be such good friends
Oh we used to be such good friends
And all I wanna do is talk all night
Why can't we just talk about it?
You remember when we lit your shoes on fire
In a backstreets of New York
And we were only happy cause we had each other
And we were on fire, fire baby, fire
Talk about farewell night
And westside lovers on the midtown cover
But why can't we just talk about it?
We used to be such good friends
Oh we used to be such good friends
And all I wanna do is talk all night
Why can't we just talk about it?
But I was your best thing
Kissing on the back streets
New York won't feel the same
New York, New York, New York won't feel the same
Why can't we just talk about it?