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