At eight o'clock we said goodbye
That's when I left her house for mine
She said that she'd be staying in
Well, she had to be at work by nine
So I get home and have a bath
And left an hour or two pass
Drifting in front of my TV
When a [bad word] on that she wants to see
**
It's Monday morning 5. 19
And I'm still wondering where she's been
Cause every time I try to call
I just get her machine
And now it's almost 6 a.m.
And I don't want to try again
Cause if she's still not back
And then this must be the end
At first I guess she's gone to Cannes
Her silver pack of cigarettes
pint of milk, food for the cat
But it's midnight now and she's still not back
** repeat
***
Cause if she's still not back
Well, heaven knows what then
Is this the end
At half past two I picture her
In the back of someone else's car [bad word] his fingers through her hair
Oh, you shouldn't left him touch you there