They called him the sauce, and he wore it like a cross
A pocket full of cheese, and he carried it with ease
As everybody else just marveled at the sight
He play a telephone on the Jersey shore
A cool alley cat with a pompadour
Wondering what the horizon has in store
Don't let... me forget you
She stayed up late that night
Jotting down her thoughts by candlelight
No one around, just the phantoms in her mind
The tapping on her window took her by surprise
The sauce had made his usual climb
One last time to say goodbye
[chorus]
And he slipped into the night
Disappeared from sight
Caught the next flight
Hope he's... alright
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