She walks into Sam's bar
She pulls out her bag and rustles through wadded receipts
She can't shake the feeling
She's made some mistake that escapes her mind's uneasy
Grasp
Something's not right

He lies between clean sheets
It's just after four when he rolls over
To turn on the light
He can't sleep a wink now
The Sandman must be out getting stinko with who knows
Something's not right