TwentyFive FortyOne — текст песни (Marshall Crenshaw)

(grant hart)



Jenny gave us a number

Jenny gave us a place to stay

Billy got hold of a van

And then we moved the very next day

To twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

We put down the money

Then we picked up the keys

We had to keep the stove on all night long so the mice wouldnt freeze

I put our names on the mailbox

And I put everything else in the past

It was the first place wed ever had to ourselves

I didnt know it would be the last

Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

Now everything is over

Everything is done

Everythings in boxes now

At twenty-five forty-one

Things are so much different now

You could say the situations reversed

And it will not be the last time Ill have to be out by the first

Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

Twenty-five forty-one, big windows to lay in the sun

Twenty-five forty-one...