Fillmore Shuffle

I often wonder how the Fillmore ShuffleCaught us both in the very same year.I guess we were foolish, but so glad to do itFace down in the hallway, but never any tears.The first one to go was sweet William.I guess we should, we should have been warnedBut it felt so good to be quittinWe thought we were causing nobody any harmSo we kept lying to each other saying"I'm gonna quit it tomorrow," but tomorrow never comes"I'll quit it tomorrow," but tomorrow never comesTomorrow never comesAnd I guess our life reads just a novelThough we both keep hoping for so much more.We keep on tryin' to understandWhy we keep on livin', livin' this way.Tryin' to keep thinks together is the reason I stay.And she says to me, "Baby, honey, I feel so bad."Then she goes out walkin' and she stays out so lateAnd I know where she's goin', to myself, I say...Call it the Fillmore Shuffle