| 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 truth |