One day they see his ex getting on the El. He claims she's just water under the bridge. But, alas, water under the bridge cannot actually extinguish the torch he carries.
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Lyrics
Huh? What girl? Oh, that....naaah....
I see you’re angry, Babe, I see you been crying
You think I’m hiding something—you think I’m lying
That girl we saw downtown, getting on the train?
Naw, that girl, she don’t mean nothin’ to me
She’s just a long-ago one-time used to be
Whatever I saw in her, I sure can’t see
I swear, I don’t even remember her name.
She’s just water under the bridge
She’s just water under the bridge
You got nothin’ to worry about
She’s got nothin’ I can’t live without
She’s just water under the bridge.
Remember I told you—before we met
I had that little place down on Calumet?
Down by the El? Well, that girl lived down by there too.
In fact, you might say, she lived there with me
But she up and left, Baby—I’m free, I’m free
You know, I still have some of her old LPs
But then I met up with you.
Now she’s just water under the bridge
She’s just water under the bridge
She don’t show up in my wildest dream
It’s just her copy of “Love Supreme”
She’s just water under the bridge.
She don’t make my little heart sing
She don’t make my little heart sting
She sure looks fine, though--if you like that kind of thing.
So if the juke box is playing Junior Mance
And I seem distracted when we dance
And late at night when we make romance
You hear me call out “Nancy, Oh, Nance!”
Don’t worry, Baby, it’s just by chance—
You know it don’t mean a thing
She’s just water under the bridge
She’s just water under the bridge
I ain’t carrying no torch for her
That light on my front porch—not for her
She’s just water under the bridge.