Paroles: Blondie. Maybe I'm Lost.

Maybe I'm lost
Watch while my mind starts to go
Maybe I dribble a little
Maybe I'm lost

I only put up a front
Losing the fear for the hunt
Address me as Madame Kluseau
People all tell me to go, to go, and jump off a bridge

Where's my house?

Maybe it's time to relax
Sell insurance and pack up your sax
Buy a chateau au sud de la Bronx
Maybe they're right

They say I should bolt
Take a train on the fifth of July
I'll pack some apples and eau de cologne
Hey, maybe I'll try, I'll try, I'll try and blow up a bridge

I'd be staring at tugboats in June
And what is the name of this tune
Turning tricks on the boat to Calais
I'd be Queen for a day then I'd settle for luck

Daily double at old Aqueduct
I'd fill my pockets with sheckles
And juice and put my winnings to use
And go and go and blow up a bridge

Where's my house? What's my name?
Where am I? Who are you?
Where's my house? What's my name?
Where am I? Who are you?