Nothing In The Letter

It was unusual to hear from her that way

Nobody sends letters these days

In fact, he don't think he'd seen her write at all

Since they sat together at secondary school

She wrote,

I'm sorry I misbehaved

I'm sorry I took the toaster and the microwave

And the rent I owe from May

You'll have to wait a month or two

Before I can pay

But, ooh, there was nothing in the letter

There was nothing in the letter

To say he shouldn't try

And get her back

Upon his sofa

Bring her tea and toast

And anything she's after

He misses watching Sopranos DVD's

With her sleepy head resting

On his knees

But, ooh, there was nothing in the letter

There was nothing in the letter

To say he shouldn't try

And get her back

She gave him a heart-attack

They need to set a date

To get her stuff back

There's a return address

So maybe hope

And there's something in between

The lines she wrote

But, ooh, there was something in the letter

There was something in the letter

To say he should try