Now you know
  That I stood outside your window
  Just a little too long.
    What you're gonna do
  When the hours pass away
  And you know that I'm gone.
  Well, it may be a week,
  It may be a day,
  I'm six blocks over
  And I don't know what to say to you.
    Jokin' 'bout your mama
  Went a little too far.
  But you caught me
  Out with the others
  Till the early dawn.
    There may be a time
  If we played it right
  I'm six blocks over
  And you wanna spend a night with me.
    Now the hours and the minutes
  Just fly away.
  You win some and you lose some,
  You gotta get it right
  Or I'll be saying
  Bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye.
    Thinkin' back to
  The way you're holdin' me down,
  I'd be better off dead.
    Now you know
  That the time is running out
  Of the things we said.
    Well, it may be a week,
  It may be a day,
  I'm six blocks over
  And I don't know what to say to you.
    Now the hours and the minutes
  Just fly away.
  You win some and you lose some,
  You gotta get it right
  Or I'll be saying
  Bye bye bye bye ...