Kangaroo — Jeff Buckley

i first saw you you had on blue jeans your eyes couldn't hide anything i saw you leaving, oh

i saw you staring out in space

i next saw you you were at the party thought you was a dream oh so flirty

i came against

didn't say excuse knew what i was doing we looked very fine as we were leaving

just like saint joan doing a cool jerk oh, i want you like a kangaroo