We were in New York At the Frick Museum End of junior year (Ah-ah-ah) Bottle, glass, and cork At the Frick Museum When I saw this one Vermeer It showed a girl A startled glance And something in The circumstance Almost felt like a warning Now it's gone (Ah-ah-ah) Quiet as a tomb At the Frick Museum No one else was near (Ah-ah-ah) Walking room to room At the Frick Museum Thinking of that same Vermeer A strange vignette (Ooh-ooh-ohh) In paint and frame (Ooh-ooh-ohh) I knew that, yet (Ah-ah-ah) I'd heard my name Like a drеam I'd forgotten Now it's gone (Ah-ah-ah) And then I had Such dеja vu You said your line (said your line) I said mine too (I said mine too) (Ah-ah-ah) (Ah-ah-ah) At the Frick Museum