Written By: Rick Nielsen

Lyrics (Start at 0:12):

When I’m down, I make a call
Got the number written on the wall
First it’s busy, then I try again
Oh, who’s she talking to, could it be him?

I got the number and it starts to ring
I get excited and I start to dream
I start to fantasize of memory lane
Then she answers and she says right away

She says, I’m home on my own
Home, all alone
So I got off the phone

She’s tight
She’s ahead of her time
She’s tight
She’s one of a kind
She’s tight
She’s a talented girl
She’s tight
She’s got her head down tight

I have something got to say to you
Amnesia and my train of thought
On the tip, the tip of my tongue
I had a vision when I was young

You floated in, we floated up
Through the window and down the hall
I had a smoke and went upstairs
Turned the door and opened the key

She spoke, I’m on my own
Home, all alone
So I got off the phone

She’s tight
She’s ahead of her time
She’s tight
She’s one of a kind
She’s tight
She’s a talented girl
She’s tight
She’s got her head down tight

She’s tight
She’s giving me the go
She’s tight
She’s giving me the high sign
She’s tight
We’ll turn off the lights
She’s tight
Pull down the shades
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn on the camera
She’s nice, she’s tight
And getting ready for action
She’s nice, she’s tight
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn off the radio
She’s nice, she’s ripe
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn on the video