Song Lyrics

Yeah I'm walking to your house and it's kind of cold
But I don't mind
'Cause the last beer I had warmed me up
And I'm on sort of Main Street
Singin' Johnny Cash and I almost get hit by a car
And tell this dude to f*ck off
And he rolls down his window
And he's got this weird mustache
And I laugh

He turns around and I run
And I get lost but I find my way back
And I see the streetlight
I see McNalley Avenue and I get excited
I see your hedge and your house and the hall light
I get nervous and knock and wait
Yeah, I picked up a few things on the way

I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram and ten dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Sure'd be good to see ya
Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

I'm gonna leave now cause your neighbor's lookin' at me
Like a Russian spy, she's peekin' out the window
I take the back streets and behind your house
And this kid walks up to me, and asked if I got a light
I say I don't know, man, I don't even know where I'm goin'

I end up at the elementary school where we played when we were kids
But you told me not to hopscotch
'Cause that's what girls did
And I sit on the wood chips thinkin'
I'll smoke away my stash
'Cause you're out there somewhere and I'm here alone
And that's that

I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram and ten dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Sure'd be good to see ya
Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

For all these plans I've failed
I gave myself the road
It's not so bad my good intentions give me hope
One of these nights I'll come around and
And you'll meet me at the door

I'm prepared to wait, so just take your time
And we'll get it figured out a little farther down the line
One of these nights I'll come around and say
Baby, I picked up a few things on the way

I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram and ten dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

I'm gonna call ya tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Sure'd be good to see ya
Now I'm outside your window and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

Scott Helman, Ron Lopata, Thomas Salter, Simon Wilcox