The phone starts ringing again I think it's my girlfriend This time I know this it's finally over She keeps bringing me down, will this all turn around
Breaking hearts in a market town. She eats filet of sole and washes it down with sparkling wine. Nice girl, but a bad girl's better. Qualifies in both ways
why is everybody always pickin' on me? does anybody really know a thing about me? but one of these days we'll be in the same place in the same place punk,