| Sorry to disturb you,
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| But I was in the neighbourhood,
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| About a friend I’ve her picture,
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| Could you take a look?
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| Oh I appriciate you’re busy,
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| And time is not your own,
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| Yeah maybe it would be better,
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| If I telephoned.
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| CHORUS:
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| Carrie doesn’t live here anymore,
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| Carrie used to room on the second floor,
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| Sorry that she left no forwarding address,
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| That was known to me.
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| Carrie doesn’t live here anymore,
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| You could always ask at the corner store,
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| Carrie had a date with her own kind of fate,
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| It’s plain to see.
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| Another missing person,
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| One of many we assume,
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| The young wear their freedom,
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| Like cheap perfume.
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| (It's useless information),
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| Returning my call,
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| (To help the situation),
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| They’ve nothing at all,
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| You’re just another message,
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| On a pay phone wall,
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| CHORUS:
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| Carrie doesn’t live here anymore,
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| Carrie used to room on the second floor,
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| Sorry that she left no forwarding address,
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| That was known to me.
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| CHORUS Repeated. |