I`m calling in sick this morning. I got the stomach flu without a warning. That`s not the truth, but that`s what I`ll say. Because I committed to finding you today.
You wrote Your name and number On the palm of my hand, But my palms got sweaty and the ink, it ran. Don`t know if your name is Jen, Joan or Jan. I hope you read the personal ads.
This last week I`ve tried so hard to think, But that night I had about five too many drinks. So, in the paper I`ll place an ad To tell you how I feel and how much fun I had.
You wrote your name and number On the palm of my hand, But my palms got sweaty and the ink, it ran. It smudged off on a beer can. I hope you read the personal ads.
I met you last week at the 11th street bar. Now it`s you that I seek, I don`t know where(who) you are. I had the time of my life In the back seat of my car. Oh Yeah. I hope you read the personal ads.
If I could just see you again, My life would feel complete. At least for one more night next week.
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