Ran into this song analysis, which cracked me up. Source: http://www.inthe80s.com/whatya.shtml
In analyzing this song, one must first focus on the two essential protagonists. Firstly there is a young women originating in a sparsely populated region of inhabitance. Secondly we turn our attention to a young man who was conceived and brought up in the southern region of the Michigan city, Detroit. Simultaneously our two protagonists boarded a locomotive as one day turned into another (incidentally neither party had any requirements as to where the locomotive was destined). At a later time (unspecified) the listener is thrust into a scenario already in progress whence a musical artist has been singing in a joint. Coincidentally, said joint was teeming with the byproduct of cigarettes. Additionally contained in the aforementioned room were both an olfaction of fermented grape product and economically depreciated fragrance for the feminine body. At this time, the two previously introduced central characters exchange similar facial expressions signifying happiness; thus leading one to deduce that the pair could have sexual intercourse in the evening. The story proceeds to allude to the awe-inspiring length of this particular night. These two newly acquainted people, anticipating an unknown event, are both traipsing back and forth along a broad avenue (said street having areas at the sides and center for trees, grass, and flowers). Their respective penumbras probe amongst the electric lamps which luminate the boulevard and the surrounding human beings (after the sun had previously receded). Our protagonists exist solely in the search for an affective state of consciousness in which joy, sorrow, fear, hate, or the like, is experienced, as distinguished from cognitive and volitional states of consciousness. The two veil themselves in the witching hour. In conclusion it is evident that one should never cease to have confidence in the truth, the existence, or the reliability of something, even without absolute proof that one is right in doing so. One must cling to one's emotional perceptions or attitudes.
