Burger Bonus From Mayor McCheese

I stole the keys to your car to keep you from the place where you belong.

I still got all these old tapes, but they've lost all their names and by now I'm too afraid to tell you face-to-face that if you leave now, we might as well have never met.

When will you come back to these long summer nights? I'm sick of sitting all alone beneath the parking lot lights still wondering if what I said was right.

You say the states out West can finally bring you rest. It really is a shame when everyone, everywhere is exactly the same.

I may be miles away, but my heart's still in the right place.

And no matter what you say, it will always be that way and even the best of friends know that the best of days are at an end.