Somethin' Else - 2nd Shift, Heather

Every time that I see her

A lightening bolt fills the room

The underbelly of Paris

She sings her favourite tune

She’d drink you under the table

She’d show you a trick or two

And every time that I left her

I missed the things she would do

She was the one for me

She opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September

Before the Indian summer

That’s the thing I remember

When she gave me her number

Went from station to station

On a train cross the nation

Then the rain of November

That’s the time that we end it

She was the one for me, well alright

Vodka with Coca-Cola

Cocaine tucked in her shoes

Cigarettes over coffee

Her halo slipped to a noose

Take a slow boat to China

Fly ya right round the moon

She could take it or leave it

I knew it had to end soon

She was the one for me

She opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September

Before the Indian summer

That’s the thing I remember

When she gave me her number

Went from station to station

On a train cross the nation

Then the rain of November

That’s the time that we end it

She was the one for me

She opened my eyes to see

She was the one for me, well alright

Alright, alright, alright, yeah