(Ramones)
Questioningly her eyes looked at me
And then she spoke
«Aren’t you someone I used to know
And weren’t we lovers a long time ago?»
I looked at her close
I forced her into view
«Yes,» I said, «you’re a girl
That I once may have knew.»
But I don’t love you anymore
Why do you want to talk to me for?
You should have just let me walk by
Memories make us cry