Tikka

Yeah I'm walking to your house and it's kinda cold

But I don't mind

'Cause the last beer I had warmed me up

And I'm on sort of Main street

Singing Johnny Cash and I almost get hit by a car

And tell this dude to fuck off

And he rolls down this window

And he's got this weird mustache

And I laugh

He turns around and I run

And I get lost but I find my way back

And I see the streetlight

I see McNally Avenue and I get excited

I see your hedge and your house and the hall light

I get nervous and knock and wait

Yeah, I pick up a few things on my way

I got a tikka masala

That's the right idea

I got a gram and ten dollars

That's the right idea

And I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow

That's the right idea

I can't wait any longer

Sure'd be good to see ya

Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea

I'm gonna leave now cause your neighbors looking at me

Like a Russian spy, she's peekin' out the window

I take the back streets and behind your house

And this kid walks up to me and asked if I got a light

I said I don't know, man, I don't even know where I'm going

I end up at the elementary school where we played when we were kids

But you told me not to hopscotch

Cause that's what girls did

And I sit on the wood chips thikning

I smoke away my stash

Cause you're out there somewhere and I'm here alone

And that's that

I got a tikka masala

That's the right idea

I got a gram and ten dollars

That's the right idea

And I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow

That's the right idea

I can't wait any longer

Sure'd be good to see ya

Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea

For all these plans I've failed

I gave myself the road

It's not so bad my good intentions give me hope

One of these nights, I'll come around

And, and you'll meet me at the door

I'm prepared to wait, so just take your time

And we'll get it figured out a little father down the line

One of these nights, I'll come around and say

Baby, I picked up a few things along the way

I got a tikka masala

That's the right idea

I got a gram and ten dollars

That's the right idea

And I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow

That's the right idea

I can't wait any longer

Sure'd be good to see ya

Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home

But I got the right idea