Oh Loretta, hear me out
Tell me what it’s all about
I almost called you yesterday
But I don’t know what to say

I’m too scared, I’m too weak
I’m not the kind of boy that you think
Won’t you take me around down to the lover street?
You can spin around, Loretta cut my string

Oh Loretta, Caroline
My love crossed the borderline
I’ve been down at your altar, I felt the stairs
I saw there’s something through your hair

I’m not too scared, I’m not too weak
I’m not one of the guys that you think
I put my foot down the bottom of your stairs
Am I too late? Are you still there?