You tell me all the time
Your tongue is in the bag
But you're doing just fine
Every time we hang out
Your card is declined
See you the same time tomorrow
Same time tomorrow

Summertime comes and summertime goes
You've got a guy on speed-dial
Driving up the 101, oh no
I know where this ends up

Blackberry ooze
Will you tell me your life story
Till it closes in?
We'll go back to your house
If your parents are out
And talk about what could have been

And I, I love you just the same, boy
But you can't fool me anymore

Ah, you tell me all the time
Your tongue is in the bag
But you're doing just fine
Every time we hang out
Your card is declined
See you the same time tomorrow
Same time tomorrow

So good-looking but it don't look good
'Cause you've got your guy on speed-dial
Tell the girls you're misunderstood
But didn't they see your lifestyle

No vacancy
Till your down on your knees
Back up the 101 again
Then it's home, sweet home
Hope nobody knows
Where the fuck you've been

But you can't fool me anymore

Ah, you tell me all the time
Your tongue is in the bag
But you're doing just fine
Every time we hang out
Your card is declined
See you the same time tomorrow
Same time tomorrow

Started out just having fun
Now every night blends into one