mcdonald s drive thru s where i kissed you and lied to you and the garbages sighed food as i told you you were mine something in you moves inside when you hear this song in the checkout line and feel the flickers in your nerves where my hands both move up your curves and feel the neighbor boys askin nervous do you think they heard us do you think they heard us staring through the blinds and say something moves in you when you hear me sing excuse me miss this might sound strange i know i look and sound deranged but i found this little graduation picture of you on the ground it s old and coffee stained but i kept it with me don t know why i cut it down to wallet size and kept it in my pocket walking through the chelsea market all those achin empty blocks of her i just can t think thoughts of her i stare into your pretty teenage eyes i just can t keep from cryin said something moves in you when you hear me sing knockin on the door sinatra hits the floor and all the pretty wives wail for the blue eyed lord henry hudson drive avoid the i 95 and try to let your eyes dry a bit before you open up the door1