Things I Miss the Most — текст песни (Steely Dan)

I don`t mind the quiet
Or the lonely nights
I don`t miss the funky attitudes
And I don`t miss the fights
I lie on the couch `til suppertime
And hunker down and read the Post
And that`s when I remember the things I miss the most:

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the Gulf Coast
These are the things I miss the most

I kinda like frying up
My sad cuisine
Getting in bed and curling up with a girlie magazine
Sometimes in the corner of my eye
I see that adorable ghost
And then ba-boom I remember the things I miss the most

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The comfy Eames chair
The good copper pans
The `54 Strat
These are the things I miss the most

I had a little birdy friend
By morning she was gone
Birdie good-bye
Birdie bye bye

I`m learning how to meditate
So far so good
I`m building the Andrea Doria out of balsa wood
The days really don`t last forever
But it`s getting pretty damn close
And that`s when I remember the things I miss the most

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the Gulf Coast
These are the things I miss the most