she was tossing and turning
from the things that he said
she didn't like spending time talking in her bed
he wouldn't stop talking
then she finally said,
"You must have a very large hole in your head."
she doesn't want him comin' round no more
she doesn't have time for his monkey show
she doesn't want him comin' round no more......
she got up to make coffee
it was starting to rain
she could hear him upstairs calling her name
lying down on the sofa
staring down at her cup
she could hear him upstairs filling the tub
(chorus)
he was talking to someone
probably some little whore
she walked up and listened through the bathroom door
"Can I come over later?"
"When are you getting home?"
he had the soul of a broken metronome
