Текст:
At first I guess she's gone to get herself a pack of cigarettes,
A pint of milk, food for the cat,
But it's midnight now and she's still not back.
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 six am, and I don't want to try again,
Cause if she's still not back then this must be the end.