Cool is the wanderer, And sly. Beware of the wanderer, And in the morning when you rise. You wipe that evil right out of your eyes. After the weekend we're walking slow, So much to tell you but you already know, And if you were here there are things that I would say, But you wouldn't be here anyway. Crazy lover, now I want you Crazy love, oh how I want you Crazy lover, now I want you Oh how my mother thinks its all alright, Worries me when she walks alone at night. And you wouldn't be here anyway. The kids are all wasted, they're driving here. And by the morning they already know. The wanderer kissed you, he held you here. And by the morning I'm already gone.