Somebody dropped the lady on her head and she fell to pieces
Somebody told me some good stories about you in bed and I fell to pieces
And everyday, I become more forgetful
And yet somehow I remember just how I feel
Somebody dropped some flowers on my doorstep in thanks for a night well spent
The old man came running down the street at me - put his foot upon my chest and said -
"there's something you must accept - with everyday you'll become more forgetful
And yet somehow you'll remember just how to feel"