Lyrics You Must Have Met Little Caroline? - JD McPherson

Do you feel like I feel
Half a dozen times a day
When the lights go out and your thoughts drift away?

You know, you look like a child
Crawling out into the hall
When his folks are asleep and his hands along the wall
Well, if you hurt like that you must have met Little Caroline

Like a tin-made toy all covered up with dust
Staring up from the ground
Like you're frozen up with rust

Or do you bay like a hound sleeping out in the cold?
Do you scream like a lamb being dragged from the fold?
Well, if you hurt like that you must have met Little Caroline

Do you feel like I feel
Half a dozen times a day
When the lights go out and your thoughts drift away?
Well, if you hurt like that you must have met Little Caroline