What to do, what to do, what to do
Trying hard to seem mysterious while wrestling with you for fun
I don't know what my name is but I can remember yours
Two vowels and two syllables and feminine but not one you hear very often these days
I don't know who your friends are but you seem to know all mine
Two of my best friends are laughing at your joke and one makes a face that I don't recognise
How's it going, what you doing, what's been happening since when we talked before
Oh, that's nice for you I'm sure that you're having fun and having such a lovely time
These nights are transient there's nothing in each episode that can't be washed away
By the onset of the day
But here you are still standing
~Chord progression attributed to tumblr user dayriderbusking~