Brush your hair to some Eurodisco trash   Two prophylactics and forty-five dollars cash   Corduroy jacket and some fifty buck shoes   That can lead like a lamp when they're a scrubbing up new      Sunday best on a Friday night, alright   I'll meet you at the corner beneath the Goodyear foot sign   Where all dates are made by mobile   I'll send you a smoke signal just be there by nine      This smoke, I left it for you   To show mum and dad your new tattoo, alright   So they're my plans, how'd they fit with you?      There's a streetlight for each night your heart hit the deck   This drink says I love you, this drink says I couldn't care less   Kiss me, so I know I'm alive   The drinks taste crap but they keep coming till five      Numbers on the wall, I got my ears like a shell   The phone stinks of chips, cheap wine, mouthwash and gel   C'mon we'll drink the last of the rent   And I'll leave my number right down on the strap of your dress      And it's late and she's Sue   'Cos I read it on the back of her boyfriends neck, alright   So they're my plans, how'd they fit with you?   Yeah, I had a plan but how'd it fit with you?