Carmine

Written by: 
J. Martyn
29 Jul 1996

Carmine...

Carmine, turn the screw and drive me mad.
Come on, Carmine, everything I touch goes bad.
Oh Carmine, believe I'll catch you when you fall.

I think I'm just like some little boy who didn't know I think I am.
Just like some little boy who never knew.
(How could you, how could you)
I'm like some little boy who just didn't know at all;
I'm like some little boy who didn't know.

(How could you, how could you)
Carmine...
Carmine...
(How could you, how could you)

You know I'll take you home in a big black taxi cab,
I'll be there to support you before the porter can get there.
We can go to my room and romance, start the fires, take a chance.

Just like some little girl that didn't know, yeah;
Just like some little girl that didn't know.
(How could you, how could you)
Just like some little girl you did not know me,
Just like some little girl that didn't know.

(How could you, how could you)
Carmine...
Carmine...
(How could you, how could you)

Turn the screw, turn the screw, turn the screw, turn the screw;
Turn the screw, turn the screw, turn the screw, turn the screw.
How could you, how could you, how could you, tell me how could you.

Turn the screw and drive me mad, make me feel,
That everything I touch goes bad.

Just like some little boy who didn't know, that's how I feel;
Just like some little boy who never knew a thing at all.
Just like some little boy who doesn't know, I swear I feel like
Some boy who doesn't know.

(How could you, how could you)
Carmine...
Carmine...
(How could you, how could you)

Carmine...
Carmine...
You treated me like some young boy who did not know.
Carmine...
(How could you, how could you)

Carmine,
Why do you wind me up and make me so sad, make me so
Carmine...

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