The numbers She makes the bed And he steals the covers She likes to meet And he makes a mess I take it easy Baby, I get a upset.

She's got the money.

And he's always broke.

I don't like cigarettes.

I like to smoke.

Things ain't coming.

They'll just stay.

ain't one But when we get together, we have nothing but fun I can't.

Just dance forward, I'll take you, smell this back.

We come together cause I was six, Jack and you know Cause it ain't bitchin, it's the natural man We come together cause I was six, Jack And just dance forward Each step is fast.

We come together.

Cause I will sit with tracks.

And you know, it ain't fiction.

Just a natural fact.

We come together.