Hey pretty lady won't you come my way
We got nothing going on today
I got two arms and you belong in the middle
I'll be the big spoon if you'll be the little
We could stay out until we see the stars
Or we could drink Blue Moon in a dive bar
If you wanna go shopping you could drag me around
I could check out the new record store downtown
You got the money, I got the time
You put me in the best frame of mind
Lately, I've been telling anybody who'll hear
That you're the only song playing in my ears
Hey pretty lady won't you come my way
We got nothing going on today
I got two arms and you belong in the middle
I'll be the big spoon if you'll be the little
I sold a record but I ain't sold two
So I only got a little bit to spend on you
I'd sure like to buy you an ice cream cone
Pretend we don't have to act like all grown
Up men and women worried bout the banks
The youth and the protests and the corporate ranks
The burden and afflictions and the stress are all gone
When I'm walking down the street with you on my arm
So hey pretty lady won't you come my way
We got nothing going on today
You keep doing what it is you do
And I'm always gonna be a fool for you
You be the crazy and I'll be the sane
I'll keep up with you and I won't complain
Oakland, Chicago, to NYC
I just wanna hold you next me
I'll be the big spoon, you be the little
I got two arms... and you belong in the middle