Alone from Pure Muscle by The Pleasure Centers

I met him at a record shop
at the letter f, in the section pop,
I said, “have you heard of a band called ‘Foam’?”,
he said, “let me guess, you’re in a band called ‘Foam’”

I took him to a coffee place
where the coffee’s “blah” but the music’s ace
I said, “Is it true that you live on your own?
If so, can I see your home?”

Are you alone, alone, alone?
I don’t want to be a creep, I just want to know
Are you alone, alone, alone?
here my seven little digits, so put them in your phone
Are you alone, alone, alone?
I don’t want to be a creep, I just want to know

Cause if you are alone tonight,
well I’ve got a cure that I thought we’d try

somewhere round a half-past-ten
I was feeling down so I called his friend
I said “do you think that he wants me bad?”
she said “who is this? Do you mean my dad?”

It could be so easy, if you would try to talk to me

You can bet at 10 in the morn’
I was at his front door w/ my electric horn
I said, “come on out and we can being,
come on over and see how I order my bins”

• Punk
• bubblegum
• dad rock
• post-dad rock
• power pop
• Chicago