So I'll admit that it all started as a scam 'cos every girl wanted you and a year round tan We know you're old but you're kind You're rich and your heart is dicky Yes I knew that you wanted me And he said
Hey love how are you fixed We'll meet at ten past now it's quarter to six We'll spend the whole night making love on the sofa It may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to
And then we both settled down to our favourite meal D'you fancy veal parmesan and a case of warm chianti Pass my bag I picked up that bra you fancied Yes I knew that you wanted me
Oh we knew it couldn't last And we should have left it long before One great year and one for luck And like all good things you soon wanted more You were always so polite I think I loved you
And I said
Hey love I'm making it easy on us I'll leave and a few of our dreams turn to dust All night making love on your sofa And it may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to Summer '92 I remember it clearly When he choked on the olive in his dry martini There was dismay from friends he was close to And it may sound funny but it wasn't supposed to be
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