This a page from my diary The fifteen day of November This a page from my diary What happened that day I don't remember But I do remember when I wrote these words and then And then reread them Slowly to myself Without emotion And although the feelings changed The words still sound the same O Pamela Tell everyone Hang my head in shame Take your name in vain O Pamela O Pamela I have no soul I'm as cold as December Maybe twice as cold And I'm as white as the snow Because of my age But my hand was shaking As I wrote this page And although the feelings changed The words still sound the same O Pamela Tell everyone Hang my head in shame Take your name in vain O Pamela O Pamela you have everything Everything you bargained for Everything you worked for Everything you would have k**ed for Take everything Open the door I'll let the rain pour in And first thing in the morning The telephone rings Pamela says 'Oh look at the time' Believe me, that's the last thing on my mind Will you take a walk with me in the sunshine O Pamela, before it's too late Will you take a walk with me by the ocean O Pamela, before it's too late