Coney Island Waltz

Pick me up, I'm good to leave

It's two o'clock, can't stand the heat

I'm dyin' here, come pick me up

I'm right behind the restaurant

Bring you back, we're ridin' straight

To Rockaway to see the beach

I know a guy who's livin' there

He'll let us sleep inside his car

I got twenty dollars, I can buy us Pringles

And a pack of Camels

Try to count to stop it

One, two, three, four, five, six

One, two, three, four, five, six

I can smell the ocean, can you smell it too?

You lost your job at the hotel

But don't you worry, don't you worry

Smoke this and I promise you'll feel better and alive as hell

I can't wait for you to see

The spinnin' wheels, you won't believe

The screamin' kids, the more we do

The more you'll see, it's easy

Hold on, wait a second, somethin's in my pocket

Maybe it's a dollar, try and count the money

One, two, three, four, five, six

One, two, three, four, five, six

I can hear the ocean, can you hear it too?

The concrete's hot beneath my feet

I lost my shoes, I need to sleep

I'm so in love and I can't wait

To do the waltz of Coney Island

The water's cold, but we don't have to swim at all

Just drink and drink and feed the birds

But not too much 'cause I don't wanna waste the food

Maybe we can live down here, I bet we could just save it for

A month or two and get a little place beside the boardwalk

Oh, come on, let the word

Happy, happy struck

And take it in and hold it

Try and count the seconds

One, two, three, four, five, six

One, two, three, four, five, six

I can smell the ocean, can you smell it too?

The concrete's hot beneath my feet

I lost my shoes, I need to sleep

I'm so in love and I can't wait

To do the waltz of Coney Island

Lay beside me on the sand

I'm sorry that I lost the money

Sorry we're so fuckin' hungry

I don't think I'll ever change

Just come with me to get the keys

It's down the street, so we can sleep

In the backseat, tomorrow you

Can take me to the restaurant

Oh, what's that in the sky?

Maybe it's a rocket flyin' into orbit

Try and count the planets

One, two, three, four, five, six

One, two, three, four, five, six

I can feel the ocean, can you feel it too?

The concrete's hot beneath my feet

I lost my shoes, I need to sleep

We're so in love, and I can't wait

To do the waltz of Coney Island