The Wrong Time Songtext
von The Suicide Commandos

I met a girl at the wrong time
Lived on a street of red wine
And in the back of my mind
It was wrong
The night there′s somebody missing
But no one else could be listening
I looked up, her eyes were glistening
Into mine
We had a drink then another
I told her there was some other
She put her hand up to cover
My mouth


I was standing on a line
Between what I had and what could be mine
I know I live on a bad street
Share my apartment with D.C
And every time that we meet
It's wrong
I was standing on a line
Between what I had and what could be mine
And now I′m thirty years older
My ex-wife's living in Boulder
And I still feel her cold shoulder
At times