10.15
Saturday night
And the tap drips
Under the strip light
And I`m sitting
In the kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
Waiting
For the telephone to ring
And I`m wondering
Where she`s been
And I`m crying
For yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
It`s always the same
