when's the next time she will call you up 
and tell you to come over 
she's been drinking 
dancing and spinning some fleetwood mac 
on vinyl 

she's the girl that you've been longing for 
three years of back and forth 
and suddenly 
staring at cracks in her ceiling 
are you happy 

talking till two 
bout writer's block 
and beatles songs 
and no thought of how 
we get along 
and kiss a lot 

what if she don't 
like you at all 
at least you've got 
one perfect night 
of echoes in 
her tile halls 

open your eyes when the sun comes out 
and close em cuz you're both worn out 
dream about days 
you spent daydreaming about a night 
at her place 

talking till two 
bout writer's block 
and beatles songs 
and no thought of how 
we get along 
and kiss a lot 

what if she don't 
like you at all 
at least you've got 
one perfect night 
of echoes in 
her tile halls 

maybe tomorrow 
it will be just a fog 
living in my head 
until I recall it 
and if you answer the phone 
one time a month or at all 
maybe I'll give her a call 
to talk about how right we are 

*** 
(taylor swift-style break) 
hello? 
HAY 
oh... 
you know, I really like you girl 
thanks.... 

*** 

talking till two 
bout writer's block 
and beatles songs 
and no thought of how 
we get along 
and kiss a lot 

what if she don't 
like you at all 
at least you've got 
one perfect night 
of echoes