Brand New Glasses -

At the stroke of midnight

You saw the moonlight

Out your door

Watching Degrassi

Drinking Carlo Rossi

That’s amore

On the way home

I contemplate those

Memories

Your face it flashes

In your brand new glasses

Looking my way

And I know you don’t

Want to be alone

So call me, babe

On the telephone

It takes dedication

To defend the nation

And here I am

Your gold locket

Fills my pocket

And warms my hand

Back in Cleveland

You made me believe in

The Tribe

Your brand new glasses

They attract the masses

To your eyes

And I know you don’t

Want to be alone

So call me, babe

On the telephone

Things I say

They could make you cry

But your brand new glasses

They will shield your eyes

At the stroke of midnight

You saw the moonlight

Out your door

Watching Degrassi

Drinking Carlo Rossi

That’s amore

At the stroke of midnight

You saw the moonlight

Watching Degrassi

Drinking Carlo Rossi