Izzy told me to hook up her yard While blowing lines in the stall We shook the cobblestone Man. City streets 'Til the neon signs final call Behind the eye of a tonic high With a salt lick and a lime The Belgian beauty with a pseudonym Faded back to the night I'm coming down with a fever And my last cigarette It was sure nice to meet you I'm sure we'll probably forget it ♪ I'm thinking bout yesterday's dream What will it be tonight? I lose my mind from time to time And I've lost my lust for the light I'm coming down with a fever And my last cigarette It was sure nice to meet you I'm sure we'll probably forget it I got this funny feeling That there's some habits to break It was sure nice to tag along And find out what was too late ♪ I'm coming down with a fever And my last cigarette It was sure nice to meet you I'm sure we'll probably forget it I got a funny feeling That there's some habits to break It was sure nice to tag along And find out what was too late