(Benson) In her past there's lots of people I know them by their names Some of them rushed by like water Some of them were flames Each and all knew a different girl Someone I've never met They went with her to parties Good times she'll not forget And here I come with empty hands Ready to receive And I just hope she doesn't change Her mind and want to leave Please you got to stay with me Things will get better eventually So girl stick it out with me I feel a change coming over me I came Had offers left and right I gave her all I had to give All my best insight Now she sees the uselessness The nonsense of it all She understands the ways of men Kicking in the stall I've got the feeling I did harm No good there have I done I see in her the sh** that once was mine Of which she asked for none And sometimes when I look at her I see a different girl I wonder what she's thinking And if she's not part of my world