When you explode into the room All I can smell is your perfume; And the cigarette jazzing up the atmosphere
You think it's fine, I know it's broke You think it's all some kind of joke But how can I laugh when I'm locked up in here?
And it's a beautiful day outside And it's a beautiful day outside
I press my nose against the glass I steam it up, but it don't last I am a man after all and I'm dying here
I had it good, now I get none I had all but those days are done Now I get to watch you run around down there
And it's a beautiful day outside And it's a beautiful day outside
There's all these girls outside wrapped up in winter clothes My imagination grows, I can't convince my eye to close You're on the town again and I'm downing in your bed You're perfume it's in my head, and it's driving me Driving me, driving me, driving me
And it's a beautiful day outside And it's a beautiful day outside And it's a beautiful day outside And it's a beautiful day outside