We Close Tonight - The Who

How can I explain how I feel

I’m like a little kid running at her heel

She’s giving me looks like she thinks I’m a snappy dresser

How can I tell what I should plan

I’ve never kissed a girl or held her hand

She’s waiting for me to move, I’ve got to impress her

I play guitar in a mainstream band

I’ve got three red jackets and a Fender jazz

I’ve got Charlie Parker’s autograph

The girl I moved with’s turned up on grass

She moved her seat next to mine

But I’m just playing for time

I ain’t got the guts to let her see the real me My confidence eroded away

Over hearing what children say

So I’m trying to make myself seem more appealing

I know your man is in to playing jazz bass

I tried that myself but I need more space

Like to soar and fly like the big Birdman

When I met him last week he shook my hand

Every lie I tell weaves another spell, another road that ends up blind

The Bird that shook my hand was a wanted man, I think you knew that all the time

I came so close to having you for me But I lost you in the fantasy

I pretended to myself that you were mine already

You waited but deep in your eyes

You were watching me so wordly wise

Then you changed the subject and talked about going steady

I’ve got 200 records and a big hi-fi

I sit and listen to Ella and Basey all night

I played modern jazz of every variety

You could come and listen but we close tonight