Carolyn

Carolyn, let me tell you what I heard about a man today

He didn't come home from work and he went away

Till he came to a city, bright in the night time like day

There they say he met up with some women dressed in yellow and scarlet

Their warm lips like a honeycomb, dripped with honey

And something about the smell of strange perfume

Made him feel warm and not alone

Yes Carolyn, a man will do that sometimes on his own

And sometimes when he's lonely

I believe a man might do that sometimes out of spite

But Carolyn, a man will do that always

When he's treated bad at home

Yes Carolyn, a man will do that sometimes on his own

And sometimes when he's lonely

And I believe a man might do that sometimes out of spite

But Carolyn, a man will do that always

When he's treated bad at home