(Written by Rickie Lee Jones)
I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would tell me - (poof)
Boy, we were so in love
He moved us to a home there
A place where he`d take care of me
And I`d always know where he`d be
I don`t know, it happened so fast
And sometimes all I see is lonely
Oh lonely
He`s gone and I don`t like to hear anymore
All the places that saw us meet
The darkness, there`s not much left of our old town
I would call him, Hey Bub
He had a little place he kept for me
And he would tell me - (poof)
I miss him...