I was twenty-three and living in the city
I met a long-legged blonde on Friday night
It was a head on collision of passion
We made wild-eyed, loose-lipped love all night
On Saturday we went out dancing
I could see she wanted to be free
She said, "Darling, I'm sorry to leave you this way..."
I said, "How can you walk out on me?"
She said, "Hey, hey, my, my, what's the story?
How can you say I broke your heart?
Someone as old as you should never look for the truth
In promises made in the dark."
Well, I went back to her apartment
I waited all night in my car
When she got there I said, "Hey you can't take him to bed!"
She said, "Who in the hell do you think you are?"
She said, "Hey, hey, my, my, what's the story?
How can you say I broke your heart?
Someone as old as you should never look for the truth
In promises made in the dark."
Well when her boyfriend pulled out a revolver
I smiled and I said my farewells
Love can take you to the sun, love can take you to the moon
It's not worth getting you killed
She said, "Hey, hey, my, my, what's the story?
How can you say I broke your heart?
Someone as old as you should never look for the truth
In promises made in the dark."