Who Knows - The Replacements, Tommy Stinson, Paul Westerberg

Ooooh oh oh

When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes

And the heat it gave no longer glows

Who will be the next to dry your lashes?

Who knows?

Imitate the life you find amusing

In mystery God the cock third time she crows

And the love you’ve found you’re in danger of losing

Who knows?

Who knows?

Gone tomorrow, depending on the weather

Smelled like rain as you rose

And whether you’ll be back at all is depending on

Who knows?

Mmm-mm

Who knows if it comes or goes?

Who knows if it ever will be loved (faint mumble — sounds like «wants to know»)

Who knows?

When the fire in his eyes has turned to ashes

And the heat that it gave no longer glows

Who will be the next one to dry your lashes?

Maybe one who knows

Who knows

Who knows

Aaaaahhh

Who knows