Yesterday at two o'clock we were hanging out on your
bed
Where are we now?
'Cause in the nineties I can't wear fur anymore
Even though we still burn incense just like we used to
do
Valentine's '95, it's so happening tonight
And I say: "95, goodbye" du du du du du du
"95, goodbye" du du du du du du "95"
You never were my sister, we're not the same person at
all
I think you're fucking crazy
You think that when it's raining, you've got a
license
Well, you don't
I was in a disco in 1963
And you were standing
You were standing by the exit sign
"95 goodbyes" du du du du du du
"95 goodbyes" du du du du du du
"95"
May won't be the same without you
When next year, Yvonne, you're gone, you're gone,
you're gone
There's too much L.A. in you
And my friend makes me feel like a jerk in front of a
girl
Ma dove sono is B.U.? I love them
I saw them saw them when I was working at Zanzibar
You baby are quite a pool player
When you see the blue, the red, you know which one you
wanted
And so Rashida, take a bow
You're the one we come here every Thursday night to
see
And when they clear out the club for summertime
We're going to leave them behind