Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
  I wrote her notes I called her home and then she left me all alone
  Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
  I asked her out she shot me down and then she left me on the ground
    But now I know that when I'm old and rich and grey
    You will still be with that tool
  You'll be the one they know that let me get away
  You could have been there with me too
    Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
  I wrote her notes I called her home and then she left me all alone
  Sonia Bianchi never knew my name
  I want her back she won't come back why won't she cut me any slack?
    Those days were living hell but I survived them
  Still strut with my hero
  They won, but in the end I still denied them
  Long live no tomorrow