10:15 Saturday Night (The Cure)

10.15 Saturday night And the tap drips Under the strip light And I'm sitting In the kitchen sink And the tap drips Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip Waiting For the telephone to ring And I'm wondering Where she's been And I'm crying For yesterday And the tap drips Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip It's always the same