Good evening my friends, where do I begin? This is a story about the girl, from across the sea Big brown eyes, and a clever disguise; And a stupid grin and a song to sing Having my chance, when he asked her to dance And, I think this girl has fallen into me The night, as of when?, never saw her again I guess some things in life, just ain`t supposed to be Chorus Its over, she`s over me I got your postcard, but can`t forget the way you taste Its over, she`s over me I`m going home now, and I can`t help but feel I`m out of place I`d cross the ocean if I, could spend the rest of my life on a deserted island When I get there maybe you`ll take me for a ride? Rocking my brains, I`m going insane I`m trying to find the words to take away the pain But when I think of her lips; and her smile and her tits I wonder how I had the strength to walk away She gave it all, and she wanted to loll When she held my hand, and then she smiled at me Made me believe, I could do anything I guess some things in life, just ain`t supposed to be Chorus I can hear her callin` in the air tonight, and it`s been a while, oh I can `ear her callin` in the air tonight, and it`s been a while since I'd a held you tight Good evening my friends, where do I begin? This is the story about the girl across the sea Good evening my friends, where do I begin? I guess some things in life just ain`t supposed to be! When I get back; we`ll float on your back Now a Kodak moment - make a memory Sleeping till noon; now I`m promising you I`m going to show you how it was supposed to be, yeah! Chorus