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She got a sixer from the store down the street Stayed up watching basketball replays There's a reason that she can't go to sleep It's got nothing to do with LeBron James It has to do with a chemical reaction Stimulated synapses. The snapping and the crackling The doctor gave her something to focus her attention She's got a six month supply in the cupboard in the kitchen Upstairs she hears footsteps And she has an idea He's home late from some dinner and some drinks Another Friday with the suits in the steakhouse Asset management's as thrilling as you'd think But they pay him pretty well. Now he's renting out the penthouse Hasn't met the neighbors. He's new to the building So he's a little bit surprised when he notices the knocking When he opens up the door it's the girl that lives beneath him She says I know it's pretty late and I hope that you weren't sleeping She said she thought she heard footsteps And she had an idea SongtexteHe'd seen her at the mailbox. Made a little small talk Now she's here in his entrance Shaking up the bottle like she's paying the maracas Says she's high and she's restless He puts something on the stereo. It sounds like it's Sinatra She thinks that seems a bit square But there's things you over look when you're getting with the guy upstairs She opens up the bottle and starts pouring out the pills Crush it on the counter being careful not to spill He starts mixing drinks. Measuring the gin Getting down the glassware. Muddling the mint They talk about their work and where they went to school How the city's kind of changed. How it used to be so cool It's hard to make friends when your job is so demanding They start dancing Sunrise into sundown Sending out for takeout. Sharing inside jokes now He finally tries to kiss her and she says that it's not like that Now he wished he wouldn't have done that Cause everything is awkward And the conversation slows She cleans off the countertop and Said that she should probably go She'd seen him at the mailbox flipping through the mail drop She wasn't sure how to start it Spent the lost weekend trying to find a small connection At least she got to see his apartment A Nagel poster in a silver frame. She thought that seemed kind of lame She wakes up late for work with the sniffles and a spiraling shame Later in the fall when Sees him in the hallway She makes a point to be friendly He's standing with some baby That he's calling his fiancee Her name is either Kelly or Katie She's glad they found each other The weddings next September She's planning her own party tonight Crushing up pills at home and watching basketball highlights She thinks she hears footsteps But now they're not really there Aus Songtexte Mania