Suedehead
Why do you come hereAnd why, why do you hang around?I'm so sorryI'm so sorryWhy do you come hereWhen you know it makes things hard for me?When you know, ohWhy do you come?
Why do you telephoneAnd why send me silly notes?I'm so sorryI'm so sorryWhy do you come hereWhen you know it makes things hard for me?When you know, ohWhy do you come?
You had to sneak into my room'just' to read my diaryIt was just to see, just to seeAll the things you knewI'd written about youOh so many illustrationsOh butI'm so very sickenedOh, I am so sickened now
It was a good lay, good layIt was a good lay, good layIt was a good lay, good lay