Chase and Sanborn met
Bumming cigarettes from the bums
That they met
In the downtown streets of the city
In the downtown streets of the city
Girls and coffee tasting
Watching movies and wasting time
We could recite every line from 'plain clothes' and 'out of sight'
A young Arliss Howard could make you feel alright
But those Maxwell house dreams won't
Hold you up when the caffeine folds
In the blood of your heart, and you know its true
Working hard to ensure
The dregs of your cup aren't too plebeian
Cause those mechanical eyes tell unreliable lies
When they're judging the human heart
Oh! sister's Mary's room
Oh! the physical duplicates
Oh! my reds and greens
And what it's like to be a bat
But those Maxwell house dreams won't
Hold you up when your friendships fold
And you're left alone
Sanborn says the taste has changed
But Chase still says it tastes the same
,just his tastes in friends has changed
And he could never feel the same
But we'll always have those better times
We'll always have those better times
With young Arliss Howard
In the downtown streets of the city
In the downtown streets of the city