Lyrics of Sorry sorry

Well, i met this girl on a
Saturday night, saturday night
Saturday night, saturday night
Saturday night, saturday night

She sat there all alone with the
Shirley temple and a cellular phone
No one to call, no one to ring
'cause no one at home

The bartender knew her number and name
I grabbed my cell phone and gave her a ring
Wrong number
I guess i've gotta do it the hard way

I walked up to her having seen the future and said

"i'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell"
I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell

But that wasn't me, that was alter ego
'cause that wasn't me, that was johnny rockets

She was so confused
From her point of view i would be confused too
I was so rude
Oh, what was i thinking?

But, but she dug my hair and new suede shoes so much
She dragged me straight, straight to her room
And i was forgetting what i knew i would do

Two hours later we lay on the bed and i said

"i'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell"
Yes i am, i'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell

That wasn't me, that was alter ego
That wasn't me, that was johnny rockets
Take it away

I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell
(i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry)
I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell
(i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry)

I'm sorry, sorry for making your life
I'm sorry, sorry for making your life
I'm sorry, sorry for making your life a living hell