You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything’s in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past though
That Bloody Mary’s lacking a Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
Oh, that boy’s a slag
The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now, when she tells she’s gonna get it
I’m guessing that she’d rather just forget it
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said, she wasn’t going, but she went, still
Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle
Was it a mega-dobber or a betting pencil?
Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You’re not coming back again
Is just a memory, and those dreams
Weren’t as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem
My love, when you dream them up
Oh, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go? Whoa …
