I'm Falling (Alt Mix)

First last night we're riding home

With friends in a big blue car

Policeman fed us rubbish

As if it were caviar

We told him, "Sir, please go away!

We're innocent of crimes!"

He hit me with his black nightstick

And all I heard were cries

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I asked her for a date one time

She thought it'd be a laugh

I'd take her to a restaurant

And then a Turkish bath

I waited at my house that night

For her phone call to come

She'd run off with a wealthy man

Who came from Ireland

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, I'm falling

I'm falling, yes, I'm falling