Toujour L'amour

She took all the pleasure and none of the pain
All of the credit and none of the blame
I came home to an empty flatㅤ
She'd left me a note and taking the cat

The cord they knotted to keep us apart
Could never be broken, it was tied to my heart
But she grew thin and I grew fat
She left me and that was that

I'm thinking of renting a villa in France
A French girl has offered to give me a chance
Or maybe I'll take an excursion to Spain
Buy a revolver and blow out my brain



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Reid, Gary Brooker
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