She's early for no reason
And she's dancing at angles
Yet another slim man's
Taking chances with another girl
She could be in her marigolds
Dancing on her patio
She's leaving it up
In another dreary disco time
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping
I think my mate slept with you
When you were in portugal
Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping
I think my mate slept with you
When you were in portugal
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
She'd broken all her promises
And find another place to sleep
He's a little boy that never thought
About the consequence
She's like a letter bomb
Waiting for another man
Sitting on a fence
On another dreary disco time
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping
I think my mate slept with you
When you were in portugal
Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping
I think my mate slept with you
When you were in portugal
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
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