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Ainât those girls down on Magazine making themselves a scene
Dolled up in porcelain just like the magazines
Ainât they so fancy but ainât they got nothing to say
CHORUS
We donât mean to be mean
We just ainât that kind
Weâd rather get lost
Just to see what weâd find
And weâll ride around uptown on my tandem bike
Iâll buy some records, and youâll buy some wine
âll put on a song that I think you might like
Then weâll drink till we canât tell the day from the night
Oh its you, darling, its you
That Iâd like to stumble into
darling its you, darling, its you
That Iâd like to stumble into
Ainât those boys on the balcony making themselves a scene
Smoking their cigarettes just like the magazines
Ainât they so fancy, but ainât they got nothing to say
CHORUS
We donât mean to be mean
We just ainât that kind
Weâd rather get lost
Just to see what weâd find
And weâll ride around uptown on my tandem bike
Weâll find that guy we met last Fourth of July
Iâm sure heâll have something that weâll want to try
Weâll make a rope out of blankets and climb out of our minds
Oh its you, darling, its you
That Iâd like to stumble into
Oh its you, darling, its you
That Iâd like to stumble into