I like the way That you come Running up to me It sort of reminds me Of black and white movies And I will put A white dress on And by the window wait For my Marlon Brando To come Crashing through the gate Sometimes I talk on the phone Until my ears are numb My friends All say it's because I can't face anyone But I know I'm just passing time I know I'm just passing time I saw you Walking downtown To the video store I saw you With another girl I'm sure She was a whore And so she means Nothing to you And thus nothing to me Excuse me while I get drunk From watching Too much bad TV I'm sitting here And I'm waiting For your mouth To open up And start overflowing Just like Jesus' cup And I'm just passing time I'm just passing tim