[Intro]
[Verse]
Richie sits with a vacant stare pulling labels off his beer
It s 12 o clock in the afternoon but his 5 s already here
Six minutes in he throws it out, what he just can t keep within
An on-the-rocks love and life back home, to a girl in love with him
[Pre Chorus]
We, we stumble out
Amongst the crowd
These hands of mine unsure
Can, can love exist
In dives like this
Somewhere in New York
[Chorus]
Cos I m not one for dancing
But I would waltz with you
I m not one for falling
But I am trippin , trippin on you
Trippin on you
[Verse]
Richie tells me Dylan used to walk these cobbled streets
He recites a couple lines but he hardly looks at me
