One burning afternoon, under the waxing jurisdiction of the harvest moon
We took a ride, we went far away
And I remember it as though it were yesterday
At the pet store

The stereo played songs we both knew
And I reached my arm around to touch you
I felt the sun burning into me
And I knew we'd find the physic for my malady
At the pet store

Your hair caught the sunlight as you opened the door
And I'd never seen your hair looking quite that way before
I heard the parakeets punctuate the moment with their
Shrieks and cries
I saw the reptile cages reflected in your blue eyes
Their green bodies conspiring therein
To form a separate universe where it was no sin
To want what I wanted right then and there
In the pet store