Battlestations

You ask too much of me

You try my patience

Your tongue - it's like a razor

You choose your words like weapons

Here we go - battlestations

I never have the guts to let you look inside

I don't think you'd appreciate the things that i hide

Chorus:

Monday was the worst day

And friday wasn't my day

But wednesday was the best day

Because on wednesday night we made love

All i'm trying to give you is a good time honey

Why d'ya have to keep on playing games with my head

Used to be your baby when you had no money

Now we spend more time in battle

Than we ever do in bed

(than we ever do in bed)

You don't know how much i hate that answer phone

Are you standing there?

But - you won't pick up the 'phone

Why lie to my face?

(when you can buy a tape machine to give me bullshit in your

Place)

Today i did something i thought i'd never do

I opened up your diary and read about you

Chorus

Monday was the worst day

Wednesday we made love

And friday - ooh but -

Saturday, is today, is what i'm thinking of

Come in baby- come in close

(take off your designer clothes)

'cos you know what i'm thinking of

Do you remember me, do you remember us -

Do you remember love?

All i'm trying to give you is a good time honey

Why d'ya have to keep on playing games with my head

Used to be your baby when you had no money

Now we spend more time in battle

Than we ever do in bed

(than we ever do in bed)

La premiere fois tu m'as fait beaucoup rire

Tu etais si mignon, et tu jouais du piano

Maintenant, mon mellieur ami c'est l'argent

Au revoir, cheri