Every time that I see her

A lightning bolt fills the room

The underbelly of Paris

She sings her favorite tune

She'll drink you under the table

She'll show you a trick or two

But every time that I left her

I missed the things she would do

She was the one

For me

She opened my eyes

To see

She was the one

For me

Well alright

It was a cold September

Before the Indian summer

That's the thing I remember

When she gave me her number

Went from station to station

On a train across the nation

And the rain of November

That's the time that we ended

She was the one

For me

Well alright

Vodka with Coca Cola

Cocaine tucked in her shoes

Cigarettes over coffee

Her halo slipped to a noose

Take a slow boat to China

You fly a rag around the moon

She could take it or leave it

I knew it had to end soon

She was the one

For me

She opened my eyes

To see

She was the one

For me

Well alright

It was a cold September

Before the Indian summer

That's the thing I remember

When she gave me her number

Went from station to station

On a train across the nation

And the rain of November

That's the time that we ended

She was the one

For me

She opened my eyes

To see

She was the one

For me

Well alright alright alright alright yeah