Pretty Things

When I think
About you
I can't help thinking of pretty things
And a big house
On Main Street
With a stupid little dog
A stupid little dog

When I go
Out to drink
I think I'm dying
And I turn twenty-three
In the sandlot
With the slow

You don't know
What I know
I love her
And I need [?]
You're a big mess
And I hope that
You're doing it now
You're doing it now
You're doing it now

I don't know
Where she goes
You're a drag
You fog up
You're too slow
To wish to crow