It's 12 .35 by the clock up in
the steeple across the street
It's 12 .35 and my roommate
should be in her bed asleep
I got her a date with him
For her to see how well I rate with him
She was close to find out
But Jiminy, it's twelve thirty -five
She promised me that she'd be in by ten
I wonder what she's finding out from him
She said she would try to see
if he really cares for me
She wouldn't let him hold her close,
and 10 o 'clock was over hours ago
It's 12 .35, and though it hurts
to face the truth, I know
and I know that neither has she
Cause it's 12 .35 and I am
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, it's 12 .35,
and I am here at home all alone.