|
You'd already been half an hour with pre-clubbing shower and |
|
I'd always planned to have a look in your special |
|
Winnie the |
|
Pooh book. |
|
The place was marked and it was there in blue and white - it just said simply, "Paul stayed last night." |
|
Next I was on the bog and you got down on one knee. |
|
You were protesting your innocence and you started to cry as |
|
I started to pee. |
|
You said, "I didn't shag him, he slept on the couch in the kitchen. He might as well be a girl, he's a good for a laugh and he's good for bitchin'." |
|
You said you'd never be willing or able. |
|
And he looks like he was made on a fucking table. |
|
Although, to be fair, |
|
I think he hides the bolts quite well, but as soon as he opens his mouth you can just tell. |
|
I had just assumed you'd completely gone off shagging and |
|
I can you seen you with your new |
|
Uni pals, standing bragging. |
|
Now he's your boyfriend and |
|
I know you were talking shite but you still denied it when |
|
I met you at someone's birthday party the other night. |
|
You said, "I didn't shag him, he slept on the couch in the kitchen. We have a good laugh when we're sitting bitchin'." |
|
The words that you used to think turned me on just made me laugh - "Do you want to suck my cunt?" in real life just sounds naff. |
|
And when we were with your friends |
|
I just as well might of been no one. |
|
And you can't get over your dead dog - well it takes one to know one. |
