Somebody called this morning
They wanted Rebecca Marina
I said I’m very sorry whoever you are
But I haven’t seen her
Must be a wrong number that you dialed
So take another look in your telephone number file
Nobody here
By the name of Rebecca Marina
And now I’m spendin' my time
Wonderin' what can it mean yeah
Can’t get her out of my mind
My mind is anything but serene yeah
Wonderin' who it was that called
Wonderin' if she just might be a livin' doll
Can’t stop thinkin
'Bout Rebecca Marina
Rebecca Marina
Where are you
Rebecca Marina
What should I do
Maybe I shoulda left you a message
Maybe I shoulda tried to get through
Are you somewhere out there waitin' for my call
Waitin' for some word, anything at all
N now I sit by the phone, radio’s on
Joey’s singin 'bout Sheena
She’s a punk rocker, maybe so are you,
Rebecca Marina
Waitin' for you to call my place
'N I just wish I could see your face
'N maybe we could go someplace together
Rebecca Marina
Waitin' for you to call my place
'N I just wish I could see your face
'N maybe we could go someplace together
Rebecca Marina
Copyright 2013 by Neal Kosaly-Meyer
credits
from Rocks and Glass,
released January 8, 2015
Music and Lyrics by Neal Kosaly-Meyer
Arranged by Your Mother Should Know
Neal Kosaly-Meyer: Electric Guitar, Bass, Vocal, Pretend-John-Maiello Backing Vocal
Karen Eisenbrey: Drums
Recorded and mixed by Jake Thompson at Pouch's practice space and the Tintinabulary
Collected tracks from five bands including Cosmonauts, Susan, and Flat Worms provides a look into the vibrant Los Angeles music scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 19, 2017