Well, I've been haunted in my sleep, You've been starring in my dreams, Lord! I miss you. I've been waiting in the hall, Been waiting on your call, When the phone rings, Its just some friend-a mine that say, "Hey! What's the matter man?! We're gonna come around at twelve, With some Puerto Rican girls that are just dyin' to meet you! We're gonna bring a case of wine! Hey, let's go mess and fool around, You know, like we used to!"