When You Get There - Zebra

You wake up in the morning

And you’re not feeling quite the same

You feel a gentle hand upon you

But you seem to have forgotten her name

You put on your clothes

You’re heading home

You’re hoping and praying you

Won’t be all alone

When you get there

When you get there

You haven’t had a chance to think

About explaining where you slept till noon

You can’t say you were working all night

Cause it’s Sunday afternoon

The truth is too hard

You’ll never come back

'Cause a one night stand is not

Worth the attack

When you get there

When you get there

You’re walking up to our front door

As my face comes into view

You think you’ve got a pretty good lie

You say you slept at Mary Lou’s

You open the door

You start telling lies

But then from the hall

You hear Mary Lou cry

When you get there

When you get there

When you get there

When you get there