No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
Havana moon
Nobody knows me like you do
Nowhere to turn I never learn
I can't break through
No backstreet woman
No grand hotel
The only face - out of place
An empty shell
You make me nervous
Your telephone
You drive me crazy
I want to be alone
I want to be alone
Me myself no-one else
I want to be alone