Jennifer dates a man in a `60s cover band
He`s the Ess-Dog, Sean if you wish
She`s 18, he`s 31
She`s a rich girl, he`s a son of a Coca-Cola middle man
Kiss when they listen to "Brothers in Arms"
And if there`s something wrong with this
They don`t see the harm
In joining their forces and singing along
See those rings on her toes
Check that frisbee and his Volvo
It`s a Volvo with ancient plates
They`ve got a dog, she named Trey
A retriever with a frayed bandana `round his neck
Trey has a window into their relationship
The baby-talk voices and the post-nasal trip
But it all seems to function
At least in the dog`s mind
Let me out of here
Let me out of here
You got to let me out of here
You got to let me out of here
Let me out of her, out of here, out of here
Jennifer left for school up in Boulder
And that Ess-Dog came to visit when he could
But the strain was too much
They could not make up for distance
And the distance between their years
Neither one listens to "Brothers in Arms"
And the Ess-Dog waits tables and he sold his guitar
Jenny pledged Kappa and she started Pre-Law
And off came those awful toe rings
Off came those awful toe rings