Humilde Residencia

And these are the masters of the swing, my love

I’ll wait for you right here
And yet if you pick up the phone
I’m not gonna head out because
My car’s broken down and I can’t spend any cash

When you get here, just shout from the front
I’ll run over to see you
And there won’t be anyone here
I’ll leave the door wide open

I already gave you my cell, my address
Since that day I saw you leave your place
You always gave me a sign, you were looking for me to talk
And you even said you loved me

And now you’ve changed, received at college
I haven’t even made it halfway in my studies
Turns out you’re really unpredictable
I’m behind you and you’re ahead, but I’m gonna wait for you

I’ll wait, all alone in my humble abode
To make love to you
I just ask that you have a little patience
The bed’s broken and I don’t have a blanket