I'll never really understand why I believe you
You're so sly and underhand, I think I'll leave you now
With everything I stole since we met
I stole no kisses, just some books and the odd cigarette
I never liked South London anyway
It must be true what they say
Oh well, you've scuppered all my best laid plans
I can't believe you just dismiss my pleas right out of hand
I can't believe you've listed everything I stole since we met
But I stole no kisses, just some books and a butterfly net
It's raining,
(Now it's sunny)
It's raining,
(Now it's sunny)
I never liked twisted hate anyway
It must be true what they say
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