"Kanga Roo" by Jeff Buckley

I first saw you
You had on blue jeans
Your eyes couldn't hide
Anything
I saw you leaving, oh

I saw you staring out in space

I next saw you
You were at the party
Thought you was a dream
Oh so flirty

I came against

Didn't say excuse
Knew what I was doing
We looked very fine
As we were leaving
As we were making
What we were making

Saint joan
Doing a cool jerk, hey
Oh, I want you
Like a kangaroo
Yes yes yes yes, oh oh ...

Sydney