she Calls Me The Man In The Fog take Me She Says Just One Time our Seats Our So Close In The Dark And This Feeling's Not Mine i Can't Stop This Feeling's Not Mine.
i Came By Her Place Once Before thought I Would Go For A Ride i Saw Through The Screen On The Door How Her Old Mama Cried she Wouldn't Let Me Inside.
my Daughter Is In Such A Fog she Seems To Be Under A Spell it's All I Can Do Just To Keep You Away If I Can soon As You're Gone She'll Be Well.
a Note Came Along In The Mail be Under My Window At Nine i Got Up The Money For Bail, Baby Everything's Fine we're Gonna Make It This Time.
we Can Get Lost In The Crowd places We Already Know like All The Parks And The Taverns Where Old People Go waiting For Winter's White Snow.