Now you know

That I stood outside your window

Just a little too long.

What you're gonna do

When the hours pass away

And you know that I'm gone.

Well, it may be a week,

It may be a day,

I'm six blocks over

And I don't know what to say to you.

Jokin' 'bout your mama

Went a little too far.

But you caught me

Out with the others

Till the early dawn.

There may be a time

If we played it right

I'm six blocks over

And you wanna spend a night with me.

Now the hours and the minutes

Just fly away.

You win some and you lose some,

You gotta get it right

Or I'll be saying

Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.

Thinkin' back to

The way you're holdin' me down,

I'd be better off dead.

Now you know

That the time is running out

Of the things we said.

Well, it may be a week,

It may be a day,

I'm six blocks over

And I don't know what to say to you.

Now the hours and the minutes

Just fly away.

You win some and you lose some,

You gotta get it right

Or I'll be saying

Bye bye bye bye ...