Look up on the wall, there on the floor
Under the pillow, behind the door
There's a crack in the mirror
Somewhere, there's a hole in a window-pane
Do you think I'm to blame
Tell me do you think I'm to blame
When they do it you're never there
When they show it you stop and stare
Abacab isn't anywhere
Abacab
If you're wrapping up the world
'cause you've taken someone else's girl
When they turn on the pillow
Even when they answer the telephone
Don't you think they'll find out
Tell me don't you think they'll find out..???
