Oh yeah, imagine it is a film and you're the star And pretty soon we're coming to the part Where you realize that you should give your heart Oh, give
Coz she might go and tell your mother And so you went with Neve Oh yeah, Neve was coming on And I thought I heard you laughing When his mum and dad were
I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream About a small child in dungarees Who caught his hands in the doors of the Paris metro Then my face cracked
You say you've got to go home 'Cos he's sitting on his own again this evening I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again Oh now, it's half
Oh you never ever want to go home And he wants you so you may as well hang around for a while Call your dad on the phone He changed his mind last Monday
We like drivin' on a Saturday night Past the leisure center left at the lights Oh we don't look for trouble But if it comes we don't run Lookin' out for
She likes to watch the moon As it travels through the sky 'Cos she has heard it's romantic Though she really can't see why Someone should have helped
? Just to be how he wants you? Ooh, you'll visit your mum Tell me that you'll come And meet me in the afternoon He's got your heart You've got his soul
fall apart? Do you think you'll break his heart? If you leave him on his own You are dreaming 'Cos he can fasten all his clothes Tie his laces Blow his
do it again sideways? I was stuck in the queue when you came Delivered me from his 'n' hers You pulled the units down Delivered me from his 'n' hers And when I saw his
, just so I could feel alright Stayed in bed all day to feel okay I felt okay, oh, I felt sick and tired, yes I did She lived at her father's place Played his
Translation: Pulp. His 'n' Hers.
Translation: Pulp. His 'N' Hers.
it again? Sideways? I was still in the queue when you came Delivered me from his 'n' hers You pulled the units down Delivered me from his 'n' hers And when I saw his
bed. Oh you never ever want to go home. And he wants you so you may as well hang around for a while, Call your dad on the phone. He changed his mind
: We like driving on a Saturday night, Past the Leisure Centre, left at the lights. We don't look for trouble, But if it comes we don't run. Looking
fall apart? Do you think you'll break his heart? If you leave him on his own. You are dreaming. Cos he can fasten all his clothes, Tie his laces, Blow his
Cos you might go and tell your mother. And so you went with Neve, And Neve was coming on, And I thought I heard you laughing, When his Mum and Dad were
