Apres vous

Apres Vous (M. McDonald)



We scratched the surface

What a blemish

I can't believe what it looked like when we were finished

No overtime

We worked real hard

Nobody even sent us a get well card

Cuz the miles tell the stories that we embellish

We were in there

Like mustard and relish

Waltzing with some prophet

Who's leaning on the bar

Never considered riding

Someone else's car



You want it so bad

You don't know what's right

But you can do it all

If you live through tonight

Mopping the floor with

A shadow of you

There's the door...

Apres vous



Avoiding mirrors

Talking alone

I got a busy signal when I called me on the phone

Things aren't too clear now

We've got to talk

They tell me the answer's sitting on the next block

Well, congratulations

You're such a pal

I still remember you trashing some hotel

Calling your mother

I don't know why

Scared to death

But you're afraid to cry



You chose your leader

Now where'd he go?

You're thinking so fast

You're seeing way too slow



You know it's up to you



There's the door...

Apres vous