Mixing and mastering by Patric Favreau
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Lyrics
Down the spiral stairs we sweep
Trying hard not to tangle up our feet
Wonderin' how we ended up at 1 Oak Street
In the fancy part of town
Look at all the people we could meet
Do we have anything in common
Is there anyone here we want to greet
Hanging out in the fancy part of town
We don't belong here
We're out of place
Nothing could be clearer
Where's the door
What happened to our coats
Who's that lookin' at us in the mirror
People gazing past us like we don't exist
Casting nervous glances all around
Our anxious feelings continue to persist
Is my tie askew, is your hair falling down
What will people think
Honey, let's go find the bar and get ourselves a drink
We don't belong here
We're out of place
Nothing could be clearer
Where's the door
What happened to our coats
Who's that lookin' at us in the mirror
It's so much nicer when we stay at home
Just the two of us alone
Fire burning warm and bright
Fresh flowers everywhere in sight
No need to pretend we're something we're not
Just the two of us together
Nobody putting us on the spot
Would much rather putter in the garden
Sit out on our patio, watch the sun go down
No need to be in the fancy part of town
Our old dog snoring right beside us
The hens darting all around us
The golden sky surrounding us
In the quiet part of town
We don't belong here
We're out of place
Nothing could be clearer
Where's the door
What happened to our coats
Who's that lookin' at us in the mirror
No need to be in the fancy part of town
The golden sky surrounds us here
In the quiet part of town