I read about her in the magazine The writer painted her in colors of a queen Other people said bad things instead So I was curious to check up what I'd read But askin' around She couldn't be found Strange, elusive Miss James Two weeks later, I was down the Shrine Saw a pretty girl who would suit me fine Rushin' around we forgot to trade names I didn't connect her with the one they called Miss James I was surprised When I realized The two were one and the same I had the phone company give her number to me I called her at home, she said she was alone Would she see me tonight? Yeah, that was alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
