‘Cross the street, that's where she lives
The only daughter of the banker Quinn
And she shows it, as she walks with her 'lady air'
In my room it's a ritual sin
From my window I can see right in
And she knows it, yeah she knows that it turns me on
Late every night
When she turns on the light
Up go the shades
And then she's standing there
Then she starts her show, moving very slow
And my heart's aglow, full of hopeless love
I can't stand to face, just another case of
Hopeless love
Each day, I watch her house
When she leaves I always hurry out
She ignores me, always acts like I'm never there
She teases me, she gives me much pain
Gotta have her or I'll go insane
Yeah I love her, though she thinks I ain't good enough
Late every night
When she turns on the light
Up go the shades
And then she's standing there
Then she starts her show, moving very slow
And my heart's aglow, full of hopeless love
I can't stand to face, just another case of
Hopeless love
Late every night
When she turns on the light
Up go the shades
And then she's standing there
Then she starts her show, moving very slow
And my heart's aglow, full of hopeless love
I can't stand to face, just another case of
Hopeless love

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