The Agony of Laffitte Nada Surf

All I ever asked of you
Was a copy of Garage Days
And to tell me the truth
Ain't no one watching you
Exit Ventura Highway

It's like I knew two of you, man
The one before and after we shook hands
Taking the calls
But in all forgetting what's been said

And after dark in a cab in L.A
Forget about the meter, man
These are salad days
Comes on the radio
Comes on and what's being said

Is you're no better than
(Sylvia)
No better than
(Sylvia)

No better than
(Sylvia)
Where you are
(Where you've been)