You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your nightdress
discared all the naughty nights for niceness
landed in a very common crisis
everythings in order in a black hole
nothing seems as pretty as the past though
the bloody mary's lacking her tabasco
remember when you used to be a rascal
Oh the boy's a slag
the best you ever had, the best you ever had
its just a memory and those dreams
but as daft as they seem
as daft as they seem
my love when you dream them up
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