Underneath A Jersey Sky

You're no Uma Thurman
And I'm no movie star
Neither of us is strong
We can still split a car(?)
We will never be famous
And we'll never have kids
And even we won't remember
Half the shit that we did (oh, oh...oh, oh)
Well, I planted one on you
Before your lips got loose
And I thought I heard the wind,
But they were just yelling "Bruce"
And you sounded like you gave up
When you gave up that sigh,
But it still turned me on
Underneath a Jersey sky (oh, oh...oh, oh)
I was born and I will die
Underneath a Jersey sky
Now we've got our own house
It's even got a back yard
We could toss around a frisbee
If we don't toss too hard
I figure someone somewhere
Got my piece of the pie
And he wouldn't be caught dead
Underneath a Jersey sky (oh, oh...oh, oh)
I was born and I will die
Underneath a Jersey sky