Here we are

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 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 its just routine for now

In a subway I called you