doctors on friday they make me better, they give me pills and all sorts, my GP's going to help me this friday her name's suzanne and she's got a PhD and
I've just had the craziest week Like a party bag of lies, booze and then deceit And I don't know why I want to voice this out loud It's therapeutic somehow
Laura, get me home tonight Trance music bangs a comical dance of cardboard boxes and fish We're the fairies from hell and we're all on a death wish
sealed and lost in the post, Gone where all the letters we write to Santa go (Go to Santa Go!) I could see your interest wane my dear She wanted Mary Poppins and
It's 8 o' clock and I'm feeling fine I'm out on a date tonight In a candle lit restaurant down by the riverside Everything?s going alright I guess
I think the postman intercepts everything I try and send to you Cos he's infatuated and he's the fulcrum between us too She works in a dental practice
This is my first wedding and I hope it is my last Things would be fantastic if me and the bride didn't have a past So I stand by the buffet and submerse
go by and I'm alone in bed While she's greasing up for when the businessmen and lawyers arrive I've got to wear a beard a suit and tie To get past