You're adament So loose limbed I give in Althought your bed is warm The worn springs creak of regret And lust is the theif who crept away While we were sleeping Now you're doing my head in The lines, the blinds are drawn We are intimate strangers I'm reborn, it's a false dawn Where we've been I forget And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust It's me I'm cheating Now you're doing my head in
