Sarah

La la la la la

la la la la

la la la la

Where are you going tonight?

Where do you dance when they turn off the light?

And your eyes as they roll in your head(?)

Spin you around as you lie on the bed

But I'm not keeping time

Upon the creeping vine, vine

He was the one made you fall

But he couldn't help you at all, not at all

So he packed up and jumped from the wall

Pushing his luck past the ghosts in the hall

Still I'm not keeping time

Upon the creeping vine, I

But I'm not keeping time

Upon the creeping vine, vine

Oh Sarah

You've done it all to yourself

With your bottle of gin on the shelf

And your love letters sent to yourself

Oh Sarah

You used to say you were lucky

Now your luck's running off down the stairs

To the arms of another

At the back of her mind, there's a photograph

Of a child all alone in the dark

She can tell by the bell ringing back at her

She's lost

Where are you going tonight?

Dressed like a ragdoll with holes in your tights

And your eyes as they roll in your head

Spin you around as you fall out the bed

But I'm not keeping tight

Upon the creeping vine, I

Oh Sarah

You've done it all to yourself

With your bottle of gin on the shelf

And your love letters sent to yourself

Oh Sarah

You used to say you were lucky

Now your luck's running off down the stairs

And you realise nobody cares

Take the bottle of gin from the shelf

And pour me another

Da da da da da

La la la la...

Yeah