With a clean well-lighted room
I'd muscle up to Armageddon
And wave to you darling, be home soon
If you could show me the story of love
I would write it again and again
And then you could be the woman you need
If you would just let me be the man that I am
Oh, I don't know
Sometimes we try too hard to see
But we've got one down and one more to go
That's when you say to me