With Baby

"Meet me at the mall"
She whispered from the discount rack
Flannel skivvies (pilfered) in her tote bag
"Then come over for Monopoly on Sunday"
I'm thinking maybe
At her door, twenty cats casing the place
Collected works of Franzen on her bookcase
That's scary, but maybe I'm safe with baby
I can't lie, I won't do this with anybody else around
Gate's locked, so crash through it
She isn't anyone

Kissing the hero in the photo booth
We're gonna get the picture soon
Love's only magic by the light of the moon
And nighttime isn't absolute
Kissing the hero in the photo booth
Telescope the star you've hitched onto

If I had to see her again
It'd throw my heart out of whack, baby
Why would I lie?
I won't do that to anybody else again
Wall's up for immurement
She isn't anyone to me I can't with baby
The only kick that I want comes from a soda can
The only high that I like comes from kissing the hero

Kissing the hero, and there's photo proof
Telescope the star you're hitched on
'Til you see what glitz you made up
Glitter's only dust and glue