Turn Off the TV

They're running a marathon of "Kids in the Hall" Ghost light dancing 'cross the posters on the wall Doolittle, Pixies and The Slider, T-Rex I can tell that we'll get along well, and I wonder what's next Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room I've got a window with a hell of a view And there's a full moon sittin' on the church next door Sleeping bag on a hardwood floor Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room Never thought that a girl like you would pay me no mind But here we are in a hotbox having a hell of a time Jim Beam and brick weed and a Futon couch And a playful smile pulling on the corner of your mouth Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room I've got a window with a hell of a view And there's a full moon sittin' on the church next door Sleeping bag on a hardwood floor Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room I've got a window with a hell of a view And there's a full moon sittin' on the church next door Sleeping bag on a hardwood floor Turn off the TV, let's go back to my room, yeah