Evan Dando

Well, I see that were coming to the end of the affair
And well theres one final favour to ask of you, my dear
Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end
And tell our friends that it was my idea
I cant adjust to the life of endless afternoon
Which one of us lives in this room
I take a bus to the clinic every thursday
But the experts wont know what the fuck to do
So if you hear someone calling at the bottom of the stairs
Will you sing a song to me in a voice that I can hear
Can we pretend that it was you on the receiving end
[ My Idea Lyrics ]