You know the first time I saw the X-Files I was stoned as usual Here comes Scully walking in Zappin' through the Cartwrights Fox Mulder went and lost his gun He keeps holding on to the flashlight
Shining bright on lost memories Scully, I can't forget your sweet sixteen I'm not an alien I fear it's not a dream I wish you'd recognize the voice that sang your favourite song
At Kansas City Airport Got the jukebox on wheels, hello There's a Talkin' Head silently Tappin' on my shoulder I'm standing there I'm stunned Flying high as a kite My hero he turns out to be Just an ordinary guy Lickin' on a lollypop Looking insecure One look in his eyes and I knew for sure I might never come this close, to a rising star I may be crazy, but he killed me with that song
And oh, on a night like you And oh, on a night like you And oh, on a night like you When memories explode....
Faster, faster It's pure delight Flashing past and blinding my eyes Memories you've been trying to blow away Keep on coming back again
The band is in the basement It's Saturday night In Richmond, VA after a gig with The Pie Seeing it all through the clouds of my birthday surprise Delicious Donna decides to write a new episode
I remember being introduced Stevie's face was small He just kept me reeling Man, we were laughing at the dark Getting ready to march all the way back home to Mars One last fuel stop at Itchycoo Park
And oh, on a night like you And oh, on a night like you And oh, on a night like you When memories tend to explode ...