Every time that I see her A lightening bolt fills the room The underbelly of Paris She sings her favorite tune She'll drink you under the table She'll show you a trick or two But every time that I left her I missed the things she would do She was the one - for me She opened my eyes - to see She was the one - for me Well alright It was a cold September Before the Indian summer That's the thing I remember Then she gave me her number Went from station to station On a train 'cross the nation Then the rain of November That's the time that we ended She was the one - for me Well alright Vodka with Coca Cola Cocaine tucked in her shoes Cigarettes over coffee Her halo slipped to a noose Take a slow boat to China You fly a rag 'round the moon She could take it or leave it I knew it had to end soon She was the one - for me She opened my eyes - to see She was the one - for me Well alright It was a cold September Before the Indian summer That's the thing I remember When she gave me her number Went from station to station On a train 'cross the nation And the rain of November That's the time that we ended She was the one - for me She opened my eyes - to see She was the one - for me Well alright, alright, alright, yeah