I sat* in a bar room with just a friend of mine, talking 'bout the old days and drinking good old wine And as I remembered all the girls I've had, I could see in Mary's face on the day we met. (Chorus:) |: Yeah, that's right, good times pass like the morning light Yeah, that's right, like the morning light :| Mary was my first love, I gave her my poor heart, gave her all my money, I thought we'd never part Suddenly, ohne morning, I was all alone, and my beedroom colder, as Mary, she was gone. Chorus Instrumental Chorus
*Der ganze Text - verbrochen von Giorgio Moroder und M.H. himself - bietet Lübke-Englisch vom Feinsten; und dazu noch dicke Grammatik-Fehler: Man kann hier nicht sagen "I sat...", sondern nur "I was sitting..."!