Sorry to disturb you

But I was in the neighbourhood

About a friend I've her picture

Could you take a look?

Oh, I appreciate you're busy

And time is not your own

Yeah, maybe it would be better

If I telephoned



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Carrie doesn't live here anymore

Carrie used to room on the second floor

Sorry that she left no forwarding address

That was known to me

Carrie doesn't live here anymore

You could always ask at the corner store

Carrie had a date with her own kind of fate

It's plain to see



Another missing person

One of many we assume

The young wear their freedom

Like cheap perfume

(It's useless information)

Returning my call

(To help the situation)

They've nothing at all

You're just another message

On a payphone wall



chorus