He's on the phone,
doesn't want to go home
The hotel life, forget your wife,
you're on your own
Academia girl, her life's a gas.
She loves the trash inside his world.
Can't find his way there
Got the cash, feeling flash, in
Leicester
Square
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to find the words to
say
Someday
It's 5 to 12,
and she's nervous as hell
With nothing to lose, it's hard to choose,
it's hard to tell
And as his lighter can go,
the things she had
She's feelin' sad, she's feelin' old
Skin is dewdrop and warm
The lipstick is reminisce
Don't wait till dawn
Ooh, yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway,
and now he's trying to find
The words to say, someday
Yes
She never meant to call
She did anyway,
and now he's trying to find
The words to say, someday
He's on the phone,
and she wants to go home
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now he's trying to
find the words to
She never meant to call, she did anyway
And now she's trying to find the words to
say
Someday, someday, someday, ooh
She
Some day, some day,
some day
you