Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night
Push start the car, but the feeling was right
Uh huh, yeah
You lived next to the club down on Montrose Street
We could listen to The Pixies from your bedroom suite
Uh huh, yeah
We break in the museum in the middle of the night
Run from the security and out of the light
I miss those old days with my beautiful friend
I'm wondering where you are
And how the hell have you been
Downtown with my baby on a Saturday night
Push start the car, and the feeling was right
Uh huh, yeah
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck
Fuck!
Where did you go
Yea so I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck, fuck it
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
Blow up the mattress and we slept on the floor
Black polka dot bikini you wore
We sit and talk about how good all the sex is
Yea 'cause it was bad with our exes
Remember music yea when it didn’t suck
I tried to write for you like Morrissey would
Instead, I stumbled through the songs in the back of my truck
You said you loved the way I sing
'cause its depressing as fuck
Fuck!
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck
Fuck!
Where did you go
Yea so I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck, fuck it
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck
Fuck!
Where did you go
Yea so I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck, fuck it
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck
Fuck!
Where did you go
Yea so I'm calling you up
Where’d you go
It’s depressing as fuck, fuck it
Yea, I'm calling you up
Yea, I'm calling you up
