From
Autoamerican (1980) by
Blondie
Here's Looking at You (Harry/Stein) - 2:58
As I sit staring into this liquid amber, ripples move out to the edge of the glass. Is that really your reflection in there? I just want to jump into the warm depth and be there with you, one more time. Aw, all right. Hit it boys!
My initials sprayed across the pavement cut into your private interview
Talk to me now, step into my room, we'll have a word or two
If I ever had a million dollars, if I didn't give it all to you
Would you lose interest, show me indifference, foot in another shoe
Not very high heels, not wearing sneakers too
A magazine ad, a printed canvas, a basic new shade blue suede shoe
Thought I'd like to have a little party, thought I'd like to have a little do
Sure I stopped drinking but for the moment honey, here's looking at you
I'll stop my drinking, give you my promise true
Clean out the closet, be existential and cast the vote for president too
But for the action of the moment nothing does what it ought to do
Instant depression, I learned my lesson, nothing that I'd rather do
Come on over my place, can't see me sideways
Honey, here's looking at you
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