Well it happened years ago, When you lived on Stanhope Road. We listened to your sister, When she came home from school, Cos she was two years older,
The night was ending He needed her undressed He said he loved her She tried to look impressed After the break-up It's just something you do To stop the
Susan catches the bus into town at ten-thirty a.m. She sits on the back seat. She looks at the man in front's head And thinks how his fat wrinkled neck
The trouble with your brother, He's always sleeping with your mother. And I know that your sister missed her time again this month. Am I talking too
You said you wanted some space Well is this enough for you? This is what you've waited for No dust collecting in the corners No cups of tea that got
I saw you standing at the stop In your crochet halter top And your sky-blue training bra I know you're gonna go too far You're driving all the boys insane
After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic land. A land of happy hours, Where the sky is always grey and the food exceptionally
The city is a woman Bigger than any other Oh, sophisticated lady Yeah, I wanna be your lover Not your brother, not your mother, yeah The sun rose from