She sits on the bed, she combs her hair
And waits for the telephone to ring
They just liked a day in a hotel room

Her mother's waiting on the line

Where have you been, she said

We thought you might dead
How could you be so unkind?
What is on your mind?


Heard they caught the man that took that girl
I saw it on the news

Oh mother, got to go, you're worrying
And Michael's coming back soon


Where have you been, she said
We thought you might dead
How could you be so unkind?

What is on your mind?

Where have you been, she said

We thought you might dead
How could you be so unkind?
What is on your mind?


She sits on the bed, she combs her hair
But Michael never came back