We drift like gas
On someone elses bed
I pay high you know
Here we are
How old are you
Its just a job to me
Here the ladies always ring twice
Thought youd slip away tonight with me
In a subway I called you
Hello you no more this talk of
My boys will be yours
No more i
This conversation drains
My patience dry.
Here the business always rings twice
No relaxing for the boys tonight
In a subway I called you
Here the tension always slows twice
Shed one tear its just routine for now
In a subway I called you
