I know you're not alone
5 in the morning and I'm on my own, oh oh
I know you're not alone
Your bedroom light's on, you're on your phone again, oh oh
And I cry
I know you're on the move
See you riding in your yellow Cutlass 442
Again
You keep me hanging on
You know I'm watching you kissing another one
And I cry
There's no getting over you
Call it what it you want
This time arround
I'll be watching you all the way all the way through
Slow kiss in the dark
Up in the in Beverly Palms
There's no getting over you
Call it what you want...
There's no getting over you