Tekster:
Pete Townshend

Each time we come here I see we'll never come here again Each time we make love I say we'll never make love again But, my little greyhound girl You got

I'm afraid I spoke too soon again Thought it important to explain Now I'm gazin' at my lonely words I spent the night and I lay there All over the floor

Here is message number one, I am your beloved son Here is message number two, I'm in love with only you Here is message number three, you cannot escape

I went back to the doctor to get another shrink I sit and tell him about my weekend But he never betray what he thinks Can you see the real me, doctor

It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange When I try to explain how I feel And that I still need your love After all that I've done You won't believe

Rastus and Ruth RASTUS: There you go, Ruth. There's your cut. Five percent. That's sixty grand. Back to my place. RUTH: Sixty-thousand pounds. Not much

I can't be held responsible for my behavior I lost all contact with my only savior Please don't lock me out because I missed to phone ya I can't bear

Ray writes a letter RAY: Dear Rosalind, In answer to all your questions: firstly, I'm afraid it wouldn't help you to feel secure. In fact, it would

It takes a fool to phone a fool When they both have said it all We make the rule and bemoan the rule That neither soul should call But love that was