Talking Heads

Last time she jumped out the window
Well, she only turned and smiled
You might think she would say something
But you'd have to wait a while
Well the lady don't mind
No, no, no, the lady don't mind
She just turns her head and disappears
I kinda like that style
Little boat that floats on a river
It's drifting through a haze
She stops by whenever she wants to
Well, there she goes again
Well, it's no trouble at all
No, no, no trouble at all
Well, what she does
Is all right with me, and
I kinda like that style
Come on, come on. I go up and down. I like this curious feeling.
I know. I see. It's like make believe.
Cover your ears so you can hear what I'm saying.
I'm not lost, but I don't know where I am. I got a question.
All right. All right. This is what we like. Who knows?
Who knows what I'm thinking?
She says love is not what she's after, but everybody knows...
Each time she looks in the mirror she lets her feelings show.
Well the lady don't mind
No, no, no, the lady don't mind
Well, what she says is all right by me, and
I kinda like that style
Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Here we go again. I don't know.
I don't know what I'm sayin'.
Hey man. Hey man. I sure don't feel the same.
She likes to say what she's feeling.
Hey, did I get a big surprise? I know you think so.
Come on. Come on. She says anything.
Who knows, who knows what she's thinking?