Many years before, she sang a song, he watched himself Gavotte,

Whom was this song about, Carly sang loud.

The possibility that there were three so vain,

There was one in her thoughts, knows of him today.

As she lives, they still live and have not yet gone away,

Much older today but the song still plays.

A clue as Mick danced the Gavotte, a rolling stone,

Jack and Warren, they were vain, hung out at a place of the same.

Mystery of her song, she does not speak out loud,

Whom was so vain, was she so angry,

Carly remembers you’re so vain.

Keith Garrett