Texty piesní Angela McCluskey

Angela McCluskey

I Came Aching

I came aching down your hallway

But I could not find your door

Somebody must have moved it

May be I'll try another floor

I came lookin' for your keyhole

I was scrapin' at the lock

I was watchin' my hands shakin'

You were watchin' the crowd

Can't anybody find me?

Can't anybody find me?

'Cause I got lost, I got loaded

I got lost and I am not fakin'

This is how it was

When I came aching up your driveway

I was lookin' for your car

Requestin' a slow dance numbers

They'll be closin' the bar

I was well in and I was able

To get along with Keith

I was ready for my whole night out

You were running again

Can't anybody find me?

Can't anybody find me?

'Cause I got lost, I got loaded

I got lost and I came fakin'

This is how it was

When I came aching