Feel like baby Berthe half the time
Know that you will
Do your worst and I'll do mine
Know that you say
Things that happened in a former life
I hold onto, tight
And you're not the body type
Alright, you win...

Don't be surprised
'Cos he was so in love
Yeah he was so in love

Performance art with broken necks
His imagination killed his interest in sex
It's no great big waste
Pretense preserved for a well-read guy
Who's chosen the day
You know he's not the type
To hang on and wait

Don't be surprised
'Cos he was so in love
Yeah he was so in love

Dear God, I'm sure
Things I wish I'd have known before
Wouldn't help anyway this time
As she's all enthralled
While they paint her face on a hotel wall
Didn't wait either way this time