Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm walking to your house, and it's kinda cold, but I don't mind
Cause the last beer I had warmed me up
And I'm on sort of Main Street singing Johnny Cash
And I almost get hit by a car, and tell this dude to fuck off
And he rolls down his window, and he's got this weird mustache, and I laugh
He turns around, and I run, and I get lost
But I find my way back, and I see the street light
I see McNally Avenue, and I get excited
I see a hedge, and a house, and a hall light, I get nervous, and knock, and wait
Yeah, I picked up a few things on the way
(Oh oh oh oh oh)

{Chorus}
I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram, and 10 dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh)
I'm gonna call ya' tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Should be good to see ya'
Now I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna leave now, cause your neighbor's looking at me like a Russian Spy
She's peeking out the window
I take the back streets, and behind
Your house, and this kid walks up to me, and asks if I got a light
I say "I don't know, man, I don't even know where I'm going"
I end up at the elementary school where we played when we were kids
But you told me not to hopscotch, cause that's what girls did
And I sit on the woodchips thinking "I'll smoke away my stash"
Cause you're out there somewhere, and I'm here alone
And that's that
(Oh oh oh oh oh)

{Chorus}
I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram, and 10 dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh)
I'm gonna call ya' tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Should be good to see ya'
Now I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea

For all these plans that failed, I gave myself the road
It's not so bad, my good intentions give me hope
One of these nights, I'll come around and
And you'll meet me at the door

(Oh oh oh oh oh)

I'm prepared to wait, so just take your time
We'll get it figured out a little farther down the line
One of these nights, I'll come around and say
"Baby, I picked up a few things on the way"

{Chorus}
I got a tikka masala
That's the right idea
I got a gram, and 10 dollars
That's the right idea
And I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh)
I'm gonna call ya' tomorrow
That's the right idea
I can't wait any longer
Should be good to see ya'
Now I'm outside your window, and nobody's home
But I got the right idea