I tried but I couldn't walk past, that cute little Chinese $$#. I've seen them before in my dreams, those cute little Chinese jeans.

So many things are measured in my life, the monotony cuts into me like a knife.


So I'll reach on out and I'll touch that girl, if she gives me the time I'll change her world. There is no importance in the words exchanged, into something a little more comfortable she now has changed.


So many things are measured in my life, the monotony cuts into me like a knife.

She looked at me and told me I smell good, "I know" says I and so I should. She smiled back at me 'cause she knew I was right, I kissed her on the cheek and I said good night.


So many things are measured in my life, the monotony cuts into me like a knife.