Saw you in the alleyway
sweatin' in your frock
all your own
Stackin' up your hand grenades
eleven to a row
all your own
I brushed upon this fire escape
lookin down and hoped
that you'd come home
If rust upon the frozen hands
considerin' this plan
all your own
Ooooooooh
Ooooooooh
Oooooooooooooooh