With Baby

"Meet me at the mall" She whispered from the discount rack Flannel skivvies (pilfered) in her tote bag "Then come over for Monopoly on Sunday" I'm thinking maybe At her door, twenty cats casing the place Collected works of Franzen on her bookcase That's scary, but maybe I'm safe with baby I can't lie, I won't do this with anybody else around Gate's locked, so crash through it She isn't anyone Kissing the hero in the photo booth We're gonna get the picture soon Love's only magic by the light of the moon And nighttime isn't absolute Kissing the hero in the photo booth Telescope the star you've hitched onto If I had to see her again It'd throw my heart out of whack, baby Why would I lie? I won't do that to anybody else again Wall's up for immurement She isn't anyone to me I can't with baby The only kick that I want comes from a soda can The only high that I like comes from kissing the hero Kissing the hero, and there's photo proof Telescope the star you're hitched on 'Til you see what glitz you made up Glitter's only dust and glue