How unfortunate for you
That you had to meet
How unfortunate for you
That she had to cheat

Yeah well...

She told me I had staircase wit.

It was way too late
Before I got over it!

Now I can't figure out
How not to obsess
When you're wearing
Such a tight black dress

When you're staying
So close to me
So please, darling
I'm on my knees

Oh what did you learn
And who did you kiss
And how did it burn
And who did you miss