He's on the phone, and she wants to go home;

shoes in hand, don't make a sound, it's time to go
(Ooh-ooh)
Someday (someday), someday

He's on the phone, doesn't want to go home
The hotel life - forget your wife, you're on your own
Academia girl;
her life's a gas, she loves the trash inside his world
Can't find his way there,
got the cash, feeling flash in Leicester Square

(Ooh-ooh)

Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday

It's five to twelve and she's nervous as hell,
with nothing to lose, it's hard to choose it's hard to tell
[The remix has this additional couplet:
And her's is lilac and gold;
the things she has, she's feeling sad, she's feeling old]
Skin is dewdrop and warm;
the lipstick kiss, reminisce, awake 'til dawn

(Ooh-ooh)

Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes (Ooh-ooh)
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)

He's on the phone, and she wants to go home;
shoes in hand, don't make a sound, it's time to go

(Ooh-ooh)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday)
Yes
She never meant to call, she did anyway,
and now he's trying to find the words to say
Someday (someday), someday (someday), someday