She said you were in the basement When I knocked upon the door That August afternoon Through the kitchen, down the stairs I found you waiting there Your hair had grown On Hazel Street, on Hazel Street, on Hazel Street
Colored blankets for your walls A dirty bed upon the floor You were not mine Then the girl called down to you I had a feeling that you knew I'd be the one to see you through On Hazel Street, on Hazel Street, on Hazel Street
Late that night, behind the bar We surely knew how to play the part of lovers image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
It was nothing new I woke up drunk on that basement floor And then you asked how I would read the score You asked me to marry you On Hazel Street, on Hazel Street, on Hazel Street
I headed south on Highway 5 My head was pounding, I was bleary eyed That August afternoon You went and broke the young girl's heart You said we'd have a brand new start I'd be the one to see you through Be the one to see you through Be the one to see you through