At the Frick Museum

We were in New York

At the Frick Museum

End of junior year

(Ah-ah-ah)

Bottle, glass, and cork

At the Frick Museum

When I saw this one Vermeer

It showed a girl

A startled glance

And something in

The circumstance

Almost felt like a warning

Now it's gone

(Ah-ah-ah)

Quiet as a tomb

At the Frick Museum

No one else was near

(Ah-ah-ah)

Walking room to room

At the Frick Museum

Thinking of that same Vermeer

A strange vignette

(Ooh-ooh-ohh)

In paint and frame

(Ooh-ooh-ohh)

I knew that, yet

(Ah-ah-ah)

I'd heard my name

Like a drеam I'd forgotten

Now it's gone

(Ah-ah-ah)

And then I had

Such dеja vu

You said your line (said your line)

I said mine too (I said mine too)

(Ah-ah-ah)

(Ah-ah-ah)

At the Frick Museum