In the tradition of Blues Rock
OK dammit, it's supposed to be art!
Armadillo1 is not a real band
Story behind the song
A song about two people sitting next to each other on a train. They don't speak much but they are "together" in their obsession with playing the same game on their smart phones.
Lyrics
I got your number baby,
gonna give you a call.
I got your number baby,
gonna give you a call.
You don't tell me what you wanna do
I don't wanna get in front of you
All our fantasies are comin' true
On the way to North Babylon
I got your address baby, gonna slide on by
I got your address baby, gonna slide on by
(And we) wouldn't want it any other way
All we'll ever do is sit and play
Maybe we can meet again some day
And have nothing to say
On our way to North Babylon
I got your email baby
Gonna drop you a line
(And I'm) Hopin we will meet again one day
Hopin' when we do we'll sit and play
And have nothin' to say
On our way to North Babylon
I got your number baby