Nation Of Language - Miranda

Is this a movie?
Some kind of play, or a fantasy?
We wait for what was said to be recalled
And suddenly realize they won

And it's a grind
Every time that I got something, I'm always out of time
Always out of line
Always into something I could never quite describe

I'll pick you up
In Tennessee
Miranda

I was underwater when you made the call
But you would never know
'Cause I could always say what you wanted
Every time I woke up in the car
Dreaming of the nightlife like a waitress after closе
And they say don't you think you should be responsiblе and all
And I don't

I'll pick you up
In Tennessee
Miranda

And you say I'm nothing, and I know yeah
It's not a hard sell
And if you could forgive me I'd follow you around
Like everyone else
But I promise I could wait by the water there
I swear, if that's what you wanted
But that's not what I've found
No