Hop Along

Hop along there into
Tourist traps, you shindig too
In the South of France
Francis looks confused
Hop along there into
Tourist traps, you shindig too
In the South of France
You look confused

Because I'm caught, because I'm lost
'Cause I found out that I forgot
Where I was for a moment without you
When I'm back, baby I'm back
And I'm not going back off the track
I'm gonna remember to always pass
In the inside lane

I wish things turned out the way I planned them
Was it Sam, was it Mary, or was it Grannon?
And when you traveled for Christmas by the ferry
Did they carve 'happy' or 'merry' into the granite?

I never, ever, ever could reach that far
These shoulders never, ever did see those stars
With you I never really could get it right so
What's the point in thinking I could tonight?
These teeth they just could never
Sink deep enough to
Make me pay attention
Or make me put up with you

Shop along there into
Turnip gardens you dig into
The Prince of Prance
Dressed in chartreuse

I'm caught, because I'm lost
'Cause I found out that I forgot
Where I was for a moment without you
Here's the catch, baby, here's the catch
You gotta make it through one more batch
Never got the chance
To decide between blood and blues