So she washed her cut in the sink

And picked up an ulcer along the way

Down to the bay, where I did stay



I was nineteen

And so were we to be beating twenty



Without her clothes

She looked like a leper in the snow

I left her in the snow without her clothes



My movements were slow

Long, she didn't even know

What she was taking away



We didn't talk much

Oh, it must have shown

She must have known



The next day, she never called me again

The day after that, she gave me a call

She was all drunk



Her words came slow

Oh, I didn't even know what I had

I'm taking away