Suedehead

Why do you come here?
And why, why do you hang around?

I'm so sorry, I
I'm so sorry, oh-oh-oh

Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh, why do you come?

Why do you telephone?
And why send me silly notes?

I'm so sorry, I
I'm so sorry, oh-oh-oh

Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh, why do you come?

You had to sneak into my room
Just to read my diary

It was just to see, just to see
All the things you knew I'd written about you
Oh, so many illustrations

Oh, but I'm so very sickened
Oh, I am so sickened now

Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay, oh-oh

Still, it was a good lay, good lay
It was a good lay, good lay
Oh, it was a good lay, god lay
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh

It was a good lay, good lay
Oh, it was a good lay
It was a good lay, good lay, good lay
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
It was a good lay, it was a good lay
It was a good lay



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Morrissey, Stephen Brian Street
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