We were in New York
At the Frick Museum
End of junior year
(Ah-ah-ah)
Bottle, glass, and cork
At the Frick Museum
When I saw this one Vermeer

It showed a girl
A startled glance
And something in
The circumstance
Almost felt like a warning
Now it's gone
(Ah-ah-ah)

Quiet as a tomb
At the Frick Museum
No one else was near
(Ah-ah-ah)
Walking room to room
At the Frick Museum
Thinking of that same Vermeer

A strange vignette
(Ooh-ooh-ohh)
In paint and frame
(Ooh-ooh-ohh)
I knew that, yet
(Ah-ah-ah)
I'd heard my name
Like a drеam I'd forgotten
Now it's gone
(Ah-ah-ah)

And then I had
Such dеja vu
You said your line (said your line)
I said mine too (I said mine too)
(Ah-ah-ah)
(Ah-ah-ah)
At the Frick Museum