4. That kind of thing

When it happened once
I wondered what to do
When it happened again
I wondered are we through
Are we through

When it happened once
I wondered what to say
When it happened again
I had to look away
Look away

For that kind of thing
Doesn’t happen round here
Oh no, no, no

When it happened once
I wondered where to turn
When it happened again
I had to let it burn
Let it burn

When it happened once
I tried to speak out loud
When it happened again
I hid behind the crowd
Behind the crowd

I would only like to say
Was never ever wasted
And now we’ve had the wheres and hows
I just want to say the good times
Were the best I’ve ever tasted