It was a Tuesday, Maybe Wednesday
It was a weekday when they always said "Hey"
And it was slow and all
They made small talk on the boardwalk
“There’s a tune and, maybe it’s a new band
I heard it all summer long”
And she like, “La la la la...
I’m trying to remember how it goes.
La la la la...But i only hear it
When I’m alone.”
It rang a bell but he couldn’t tell what
Was familiar, a little too familiar
Her tune was like his own
“I like the sitar”
“You mean the horn part?”
“I don’t think so, but maybe in the intro..”
“Can you hum a few from the top?...”
And he like, “La la la la...
I’m pretty sure that’s how it goes.
La la la la...but i only hear it
When i’m alone...2
So how do you know how it goes?”
It was a long day selling candy by the sea shore,
She wish she got to see more
Of the waves the rocks and the crashing sound
He took a walk by, She took a deep sigh
And with a glance they decide to take a chance
She hummed her tune and he sang along
They like, La la la la...
I guess it don’t matter how it goes
La la la la...I hope we hear it
When we’re alone
Words + Music ©2009 Dominic Sinesio / ASCAP