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