This bed isso hot, 
I cannot get the covers off.
They stick to me like leather seatsin cars at eighty thousand degrees.
Did you leave somethin’ behind?
It looked like nothin’ at the time.
Now you fear that it’s too late.
They just can’tbelieve thatthere is nothing between you and me.
I’d rather plead the fifth and talk aboutthe girl you’re still in love with.
Did you leave somethin’ behind?
It looked like nothin’ at the time.
Now you fear that it’s too late.
But I don’t know what 
Iwas expecting to find.
Am I losing my mind,or just biding my time?
Maybe I won’t. (Maybe I won’t.)
Maybe I will. (Maybe I will.)
Maybe I won’t. (Maybe I won’t.)
Maybe I will. (Maybe I will.)
Maybe I won’t. (Maybe I won’t.)
Maybe I will. (Maybe I will.)
Maybe I won’t. (Maybe I won’t.)
Maybe I will. (Maybe I will.)
Did you leave somethin’ behind?
It looked like nothin’ at the time.
Now you fear that it’s too late.
But I don’t know what 
Iwas expecting to find.
Am I losing my mind,or just biding my time?
Maybe I will