Carolyn

Carolyn, let me tell you what I heard about a man today He didn't come home from work and he went away Till he came to a city, bright in the night time like day There they say he met up with some women dressed in yellow and scarlet Their warm lips like a honeycomb, dripped with honey And something about the smell of strange perfume Made him feel warm and not alone Yes Carolyn, a man will do that sometimes on his own And sometimes when he's lonely I believe a man might do that sometimes out of spite But Carolyn, a man will do that always When he's treated bad at home Yes Carolyn, a man will do that sometimes on his own And sometimes when he's lonely And I believe a man might do that sometimes out of spite But Carolyn, a man will do that always When he's treated bad at home