Now you know
That I stood outside your window
Just a little too long.


What you're gonna do
When the hours pass away

And you know that I'm gone.
Well, it may be a week,
It may be a day,

I'm six blocks over
And I don't know what to say to you.


Jokin' 'bout your mama
Went a little too far.
But you caught me

Out with the others
Till the early dawn.


There may be a time
If we played it right
I'm six blocks over

And you wanna spend a night with me.

Now the hours and the minutes

Just fly away.
You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right

Or I'll be saying
Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.


Thinkin' back to
The way you're holdin' me down,
I'd be better off dead.


Now you know
That the time is running out

Of the things we said.

Well, it may be a week,

It may be a day,
I'm six blocks over
And I don't know what to say to you.


Now the hours and the minutes
Just fly away.

You win some and you lose some,
You gotta get it right
Or I'll be saying

Bye bye bye bye ...