You say you've got to go home
'cos he's sitting on his own again this evening.
And I know you're gonna let him bore your pants off again.
Oh God, it's half past eight

you'll be late. Oh and you say you're not sure
though it makes good sense for you to live together.
Still you bought a toy to reach the places he never goes
and now it's getting late.
He's so straight.
Do you remember the first time?
I can't remember a worse time
but you know that we've changed so much since then,
oh yeah, we've grown.
Now I don't care what you're doing,
no I don't care if you screw him
just as long as you save a piece for me,
oh yeah now,
You say you've got to go home.
Well at least there's someone there that you can talk to
and you'll never have to face up to a night on your own.
Jesus, it must be great to be straight.
Do you remember the first time?