Thursday, May 7, 2009
Beautiful young brittish lady.
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
Is just a memory and those dreams.
Not as daft as they seem.
Not as daft as they seem,
My love when you dream them up.
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 Mecca Dobber or a betting pencil?
Oh that boy's a slag.
The best you ever had.
The best you ever had
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?
Falling about.
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane.
You just sounded it out.
You're not coming back again.
Falling about.
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane.
You just sounded it out.
You're not coming back again.
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