flies in the kitchen they came in through the window from the hole in the screen no grass on the lawn the rain keeps pouring and steam keeps rising its hotter than pavement on the 4th of july so tell me im the one that will bring you down dont call me baby dont call me baby im thinking the same pictures of you are you thinking the same pictures of me you probably wouldnt ever tell me what you thought of mine sky all around us and wood on the fire music is playing and were getting high the mountains are peeking a look in the window the ocean is waving waving goodbye so tell me im the one that will bring you down dont call me baby dont call me baby im thinking the same pictures of you are you thinking the same pictures of me you probably wouldnt ever tell me what you thought of mine so tell me whats been happening in your town are you still thinking that you want me to stick around dont call me baby just call me baby im thinking the same pictures of you are you thinking the same pictures of me you probably wouldnt ever tell me what you thought of mine even though id wait forever standing in your line