I’ve been looking in the mirror
Ten fingers watch my breath as I speak
Dave was looking in the mirror
All the same things are coming over me

I’ve been thinking, what the fuck have you been drinking
I’ve been talking in my sleep
You shouldn’t break the walls
Or I’ll be coming over with the right to say yes

Steamy windows coming from your apartment bedroom
Steamy windows where we were knocking
Don’t know, this could be a problem
You shouldn’t break the walls, or I’ll be coming with the right to say,
“Just give me some ‘I don’t care’, then I’ll step out of the way and let the Fat Boy Free”