After the last remarks were made I sat around scratching my head After her go-go days were spent She sat around SoHo drinking She sat around SoHo drinking Here come the concrete shoes There go the only blues Now no-one knows the horrible truth Mysterious friends of mine Sleepwalking late one night Fell down a hole and died Mysterious friends of mine Well I know, I know, I know Sometimes the numbers just don't add up After the last remarks were made I sat around SoHo drinking 'Til it got kind of late 'Til it got kind of late 'Til it got kind of late 'Til it got kind of late