Au Bord de La Mer

In a zen-like state

I turn my car around in your drive

You've got a great apartment

It's such a shame we can't go inside

And she said, all the drinks are all on me

And she said, all the drinks are all on me

And all and all and all and all and all

And all and all

Come back to my apartment

And don't be afraid of the ghosts

Tonight, baby girl, we'll have a party

And they'll just be invisible hosts

For you

Grab your shoes

And your bag

And grab your coat

And then she just flew back home

And then she just flew back home

And then she just flew back home

And then

Well, she just flew back home

And then she just flew back home

Then she just flew back home