throatneedle

And it's just like in the old days, I used to compose my own critical notices in my head.
"The crowd gasp at Rob's masterful control of the bicycle,
Skilfully avoiding the dog turd next to the corner shop."
Imagining a blue plaque above the place I first ever touched a girl's chest,
But hold on, you've got to wait for the best
You see you should take me seriously.
Very seriously indeed.
Cause I've been sleeping with your girl for the past sixteen weeks,
Smoking your cigarettes,
Drinking your brandy,
Messing up the bed that you chose together
And in all that time I just wanted you to come home unexpectedly one afternoon,
And catch us at it in the front room.
You see I spy for a living,
And I specialise in revenge,
On taking the things I know will cause you pain
I can't help it,
I was dragged up.
My favourite parks are car parks,
Grass is something you smoke,
Birds are something you shag.
Take your "Year in Provence"
And shove it up your assss......

: Pulp - I Spy :