Rosie:

Well I know we both seem confused

Don't make no sense

Just to carry on as we do

Don't let your love be colder than death

Don't let no teardrops fall from your eye.

When I'm walking down the sidewalk

When I'm passing by the bus stop

Then I think of your dead end

When I'm passing by the bus stop

When I'm walking down the sidewalk

Then I think of your dead end

If her tears drop

Well then she

Gave herself away