Good evening my friends, where do I begin?   This is a story about the girl, from across the sea.   Big brown eyes, and a clever disguise;   And a stupid grin and a song to sing.   Having my chance, when he asked her to dance,   And, I think this girl has fallen into me   The night, as of when?, never saw her again   I guess some things in life, just ain’t supposed to be      Chorus   Its over, she’s over me,   I got your postcard, but can’t forget the way you taste.   Its over, she’s over me,   I’m going home now, and I can’t help but feel I’m out of place.      I’d cross the ocean if I, could spend the rest of my life on a deserted island   when I get there maybe you’ll take me for a ride?   Rocking my brains, I’m going insane   I’m trying to find the words to take away the pain   But when I think of her lips; and her smile and her tits    I wonder how I had the strength to walk away   She gave it all, and she wanted to loll (?)   When she held my hand, and then she smiled at me.   Made me believe, I could do anything   I guess some things in life, just ain’t supposed to be      Chorus      I can hear her callin’ in the air tonight, and it’s been a while, oh,   I can ‘ear her callin’ in the air tonight, and it’s been a while since I'd a held you tight.      Good evening my friends, where do I begin?   This is the story about the girl across the sea   Good evening my friends, where do I begin?   I guess some things in life just ain’t supposed to be!      When I get back; we’ll float on your back   Now a Kodak moment - make a memory.   Sleeping till noon; now I’m promising you,    I’m going to show you how it was supposed to be, yeah!      Chorus