(Sorry) Lonely humps on the sidewalk slums If I come to you, say, will you come through? (hey!) You flew me to New Harmon Interior chuckle, baby, and carry me to the city, I got two wet feet Contradict ourselves, I thought I put us on a shelf But no, my love David's got the room next to us And don't you ever ponder? What if I would have stayed...Learn More