Sally, do you know what you did when he came to talk and you slammed the door? And did you throw out the flowers that he left behind wilting on your porch floor? Then, when he called on the phone, and you cut him off and left him standing alone, needing you so... with nowhere to go... oh, Sally, do you know what you did? Hey Sally, do you know what he does whenever he hears someone mention your name? Or do you even care that he'll never trust another again? And, when he goes home alone, and I'm in my bed, knowing he'll never phone... I think of you, and I wonder, too, oh, Sally... do you know what you did?