She’s Tight Cheap Trick

When I'm down, I make a call
Got the number written on the wall
First it's busy, then I try again
Oh, who's she talking to, could it be him?

I got the number, and it starts to ring
I get excited, and I start to dream
I start to fantasize of memory lane
Then she answers, and she says right way
She says, “I'm home on my own, home all alone”
So I got off the phone

(She’s tight) She's ahead of her time
(She’s tight) She's one of a kind
(She’s tight) She's a talented girl
(She’s tight) She's got her head down tight

I have something got to say to you
Amnesia and my train of thought
On the tip, tip of my tongue
I had a vision when I was young

You floated in, we floated up
Through the window and down the hall
I had a smoke and went upstairs
Turned the door, and I opened the key
She spoke, “I'm on my own, home all alone”
So I got off the phone