I'll pick you up We'll watch the cameras watch us Driving around All dressed for the season's Goodbye So there you are Six stories up Tapping out Scritti on your Green coffee cup And just for the seasons You'll ride Tomorrow you'll wake up You pull back your shades and you'll Look 'round your room for clues You smoke another cigarette You dance around, you minuet You make your debut Too soon Oh, it's just too soon