Smoke another cigarette, have another drink or two
Sit by the telephone 'til morning
She never tells me where she's goin'
But I think it's mighty plain
Maybe tomorrow
She'll be back home again
She wasn't like this when I met her
Wish that I could meet him
Just to tell him who I am
I would like to find out what he has
That I don't have
She never says a thing about him but it's plain as day