作词 : Cracknell, Stanley, Wiggs
Transcribed by 
Kevin Hung 
Last Thursday 5 30 
A shoot in 
Ladbroke Grove 
Hours later 
Hey waiter 
Could you pour some more of those 
All for you 
And when I'm all alone 
I'm by the microphone 
I see your photograph 
Don't even want to laugh 
Some secret 
Must keep it 
Hey I wouldn't know who to tell 
Next morning 
Fair warning 
Ooh you have you got something to sell 
Wide awake 
The cold cold light of day 
Realise my taste 
My taste just slips away 
I say my taste just slips away 
Days later 
Saw the paper 
How did I fall for you 
All for you...