I go out in public now more than you might think,
But only after several drinks

That's how I remember.

Then if I see any girl I've ever met before,
I run like hell for the door

That's how I remember.

Memory records selected shorts and interpretations,
Then later plays them back as gospel fact.

That's how I remember
That's how I remember

With one eye open,
You can focus like a camera on
Whomever you are capturing.
Without exception I prefer it as a way to document
The objects of my interest

Red and yellow, black and white
Are precious in his eyes
But who he roots for in a fight

That's how I remember

So everytime I find a girl
Beaten, gagged, and bound,
I let her go and write it down

That's how I remember
That's how I remember