A week's too long not to ring
She colours her hair and waits for him
No cat against dog, just head over heels
Sex twice a day, best time in years
Oh no, why hasn't he phoned?
She has to wait until he's on his own
Lying and denying so nobody knows
I'll tell her this week is what he tells her to keep her on loan
He'll buy her one day
(Riff)
Sex drives, oral highs, cheated wives and spies
Cream cakes, coffee dates, floral gifts, goodbye
Passed away, for the day, had a change of kind
Sex change, too mundane for the average mind
Oh no, she just can't see
Where he is and where he's been
Looked prim and straight, like she's always been
All that she saved for
Went missing again
(Riff)
She could be, she could be, she could be wrong
(Riff)
She could be, she could be, she could be wrong
(Riff)
She could be, she could be, she could be wrong
(Riff)
It looks like, it looks like, the word's got around
(Riff)
They found a body in the lake
Maybe, it wasn't really his name
Same colour, same weight, same size feet
It's the not knowing that kills you
Oh no, the clocks stopped slow
Every time you're on your own
Ya' hide from the spies so nobody knows
Scratch through the pages of a lazy day's news for a clue
Still looking for you
(Riff)
(Riff)
(Riff)