It was the scene of the crime
The crime of the century
The typewriter is silent
It's been that way for weeks
I move back and forth
I'm over me
I know you're wrong
And for a change I'm right
You're my getaway driver, let's play
'Cause I'm down and out and overboard
Drag me in
And it's two o'clock the lights are dim
Pull me in
Nighttime is the right time
While your parents sleep
Pack your bags and meet me on the front lawn
Tiptoe out to me
So close the car door and turn the key
I know you're wrong
And for a change I'm right
You're my getaway driver, let's play
'Cause I'm down and out and overboard
Drag me in
And it's two o'clock the lights are dim
Pull me in