Just because you′re dyslexic
Doesn't mean that you′re not thick
We know you're not that stupid
You'll marry someone rich
Bet you won′t steal his watch
When you′re down there near his crotch
That'll explain the itch
You were such a lying bitch
(Such a lying bitch)
I know you pawned my suitcase
Down in Kensington
And you were screwing Ewan
When I wasn′t in
Did it to me, you'll do it to him
Your French just gave me grief
I won′t make this brief
You were such a lousy thief
You were such a lousy thief
But you were good in bed
You were good in bed
So good in bed
Now you tell my girlfriend
That I'll never change
You′ve been up since Wednesday
Don't you find that strange
Your ex-boyfriend is deranged
You'll tell them down in Brahms
Haven′t been for years
It′s full of coke and tears
Full of coke and tears
Full of coke and tears
But you were good in bed
Good in bed
Writer(s): Robert Peter Williams, Guy Antony Chambers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
