Return to the city, lookin' for a friend, she shouldn't be too hard to find
There's only one or two places she could be, especially this time of night
I didn't tell her I'm in town or I'd be coming 'round, I'm steppin' into her work
She greets me casually, yeah hands me a drink,
I wait 'til six in the morning for her
She says it's alright
That ya haven't written or been here for a while
Just grab your things and come on over
Stay with me at my house
She says it's alright, yeah
It's half past four, the afternoon, oh we wake up
There's no phones to disturb us, lazing around, isolated from all of the fuss
She smokes a couple hundred cigarettes and hands me the keys,
Oh while she gets ready for work
Be back at seven in the morning to let her in, that's about when she returns
She says it's alright
That you don't speak the language, I know that you barely try
I love The Smiths and my cigarettes, like you in my bed
But, I don't need you to get by
She says it's alright, yeah
I'm sure you wanted to forget about things for a while
As I see, how you see, how we see, let me see
She says it's alright
That you're going to the states and ya won't be back for awhile
She says, it's alright with you, it's alright without you
Either way is just fine
She says it's alright
I don't expect to hear from you
But you're welcome back anytime
Unless I find a new friend
Then this will have to end
We don't need no good-byes
She says it's alright
She says alright
It's alright