Come before you leave

She had her personal things
In a plastic bag
Her mother´s wedding ring
And a poem on a tag

She made me jealous
When she told me about her past
I kept my big mouth shut
´Cos I wanted it to last

We watched some stupid film
With Keanu Reeves
Her shirt was really tight
And she fumbled with her sleeves

Then something happened
Or was it something in my drink?
I got real dizzy
And she told me not to think

Come, come, come
Come before you leave
Come, come, come
Come before you leave

She put a record on
The neighboors started to complain
My blood frooze over
It was "Life in the Fast Lane"

I couldn´t move
But she just didn´t seem to care
She laughed and quoted:
"I am your worst nightmare"

And as I layed there
Victim of an Eagles-fan
It wouldn´t surprise me
If she was head of Ku Klux Klan

I remember her mouth say
"I am programmed to recieve
Baby, you can check out any time you like
But won´t you come before you leave..."

Come, come, come
Come before you leave
Come, come, come
Come before you leave