Sorry Sorry — текст песни (Rooney)

Well, i met this girl on a

Saturday night, saturday night

Saturday night, saturday night

Saturday night, saturday night



She sat there all alone with that

Shirley temple and a cellular phone

No one to call

No one to ring

Cause no ones home



The bartender knew her number and name

I grabbed my cell phone and gave her a ring

Wrong number

Guess i`ve gotta do it the hard way



I walked up to her having seen the future and said

I`m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell

I`m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell



That wasn`t me

That was alter ego

That wasn`t me

That was johnny rockets



She was so confused

From her point of view i would be confused too

I was so rude

What was i thinking?



But, but she dug my hair and new suede shoes so much

She dragged me straight, straight to her room

And i was forgetting what i knew i would do



Two hours later we lay on the bed and i said

I`m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell

I`m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell



That wasn`t me

That was alter ego

That wasn`t me

That was johnny rockets



I`m sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell

(i`m sorry, i`m sorry, i`m sorry, i`m sorry)

I`m sorry sorry for making your life a living hell

(i`m sorry, i`m sorry, i`m sorry, i`m sorry)



That wasn`t me

That was alter ego

That wasn`t me

That was johnny rockets



I`m sorry, sorry for making your life

I`m sorry, sorry for making your life

I`m sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell



[Thanks to delerious_me@msn.com for these lyrics]