Lyrics

Chicken bones and chewing gum
Chocolate wrappers and leftover newspapers
We climb the stairs, we sit down
I?m on the aisle and you?re by the window
Strangers clamber on, strangers clamber off
I think I recognise a girl I used to work with
I?m still not quite sure I think the evening went
But our knees are touching and we?ve only got three stops left


Can I rest my hand here here upon your knee?
If you want to talk talk I will listen
And if you want to be be that?s alright
You can always stay at my place if you like