I wanted to die this morning When I opened up my eyes Exploding head on top of my bed Broken and mystified I was out of my clothes with my boots on My mouth was cotton dry Strange perfume all around the room But I couldn't work out why
So I turned my face just a little And all that I could see Was a couple of empty bottles Two glasses and debris Like a train it hit me That I hadn't been alone I saw the shoe and the lipstick Then I pick up the telephone
Carol Ann I found your number on the back of my hand Carol Ann Tell me who the hell are you Carol Ann I don't remember anything with you Carol Ann And I don't remember you No I don't remember you
Would it be wrong if I asked you To describe yourself to me Maybe I'll have a flashback Or a tiny memory Maybe it's better forgotten I'm just desperate to know I must have been pretty average For you to get out of bed and go
Carol Ann Are you a babe or do you look like a man? Carol Ann Was I any good for you? Carol Ann Is this the start of something or a one night stand? Carol Ann I just got to know the truth
A little paranoia, a little insecure What if you come knocking at my door? Would I let you in?
Carol Ann I found your number on the back of my hand Carol Ann Tell me who the hell are you Carol Ann Said, I don't remember anything with you Carol Ann And I don't remember you
Carol Ann Are you a babe or do you look like a man? I just got to know the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
