She sits on the bed, she combs her hair   And waits for the telephone to ring   They just liked a day in a hotel room   Her mother's waiting on the line      Where have you been, she said   We thought you might dead   How could you be so unkind?   What is on your mind?      Heard they caught the man that took that girl   I saw it on the news   Oh mother, got to go, you're worrying   And Michael's coming back soon      Where have you been, she said   We thought you might dead   How could you be so unkind?   What is on your mind?      Where have you been, she said   We thought you might dead   How could you be so unkind?   What is on your mind?      She sits on the bed, she combs her hair   But Michael never came back