A Subway Called "You"

Here we are We drift like gas On someone else's bed I pay high you know Here we are How old are you It's just a job to me Here the ladies always ring twice Thought you'd 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 it's just routine for now In a subway I called 'you'