On the right bank of the East River sittin' on torn concrete Shaking hands and empty fingers And I know it won't mean anything If indeed this was like a first marriage Then you and I together can be like divorcees I don't need to talk about it And I don't know to anything yet So you can take what's on the table when you go you go for everything And if indeed this was like a first marriage Then you and I together can be like divorcees