Alone in my kitchenette
That's where I met Bernadette
And I still can see her now
First she kicked on the wash machine
Streaked 'cross my tv screen
Rustled the magazines
And blew my candle out
But how many days passed since then?
Since I saw her silhouette
Now I want her back again
Oh, my Bernadette
It was the strangest of summer dreams
Those nights she spent haunting me
She touched me 'cross centuries
And I never felt alone
But one morning I knew she'd gone
Left the lights and Victrola on
And I woke to the saddest song
A tune from long ago
Now it feels like I lost a friend
And I find myself wondering
Will she haunt my home again?
Oh, my Bernadette
Outro
Each night when I go to bed
I leave one candle flickering
She finds her way back again
Oh, my Bernadette