Sounds that cut off short, they make up rhythms

And pixilated many pixel food

Well I thought I found a way to lay the joystick down

A girl with eyes the color of pea soup



There's a flame, there's a spark

But she beat my high score

So say goodbye, there's the door

I can't see you anymore

There's a flame, there's a spark

But she beat my high score

So say goodbye, there's the door

I can't see you anymore



 in the rain

Besides, she lost her coat just yesterday

The dry cleaners must have mixed the tickets up and so

She got some guys leather 3-piece suit instead



There's a flame, there's a spark

But she beat my high score

So say goodbye, there's the door

I can't see you anymore



There's a flame, there's a spark

But she beat my high score

So say goodbye, there's the door

I can't see you anymore