From a Friend
From a Friend
Right across
a girlfriend you've
fucked
Twice on Sundays
Party downstairs, mother
calls her a tramp
There is a little
future waiting there
You don't want
to know
but it ends right there
when it goes
Still
Right across
a girlfriend you've
fucked
Twice on Sundays
Party downstairs, mother
calls her a tramp
There is a little
future waiting there
You don't want
to know
but it ends right there
when it goes
Still