Lyrics: Justin Currie. Not So Sentimental Now.

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Pick up your shit and my shit too
Don't need a TV to stare at
Or those pretty clothes to glare at
That you never put on anyhow
'cos baby, I'm not so sentimental now

Out with the old, out with the new
If there's a trinket worth keeping you'd
better get it while I'm sleeping
Soon, before the war breaks out
'Cos baby I'm not so sentimental now

Don't think that because I loved so hard
I can't be hard when the hating starts
So take your wounded out
'Cos I'm not so sentimental now

Take everything, take what you see
The vitamins, the drawing pins
the covers you've been lying in to me
Yeah, take a bow
'Cos baby, I'm not so sentimental now



(Thanks to jc3333 for these lyrics)