(spoken)
A beautiful girl can make you dizzy,
Like you've been drinking jack and coke all morning.
She can make you feel high,
Full of the single greatest commodity known to man:
Promise. promise of a better day,
promise of a greater hope,
promise of a new tommorow.
This particular aura,
can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl.
In her smile, and in her soul.
In the way she makes every rotten little thing about life
seem like it's gonna be ok.
(sung)
September never stays this cold,
Where I come from and you know,
I'm not one, for complaining.
But I love the way you roll
Excuses off the tip of your tounge,
As I (slowly) slowly, quietly, slowly, fall apart.