Last night / Centurial Procedures (the 1900s)
The last night that I met you
You were looking like the first one
Hair in a knot
And your shoes had been fixed
And the bag that always dropped
Was replaced by a new one
Was something in your eyes
Beak to beak
I’m tired of the wrong hands
Cheek to cheek
Did I kiss you did I go?
The last time I met you
Was the first time I knew
Before that night
I’d been throwing out old lump
Clothes from the tours
But kept that scarf that you wore
The last night that I met you
The last night I met you
Was all in control
Was all in control
Beak to beak
I’m tired of the wrong hands
Cheek to cheek
Did I kiss you did I go?
The last time I met you
Was the first time I knew