She leaves her brains at the door
She drops her guts on the floor
She only listens out for everyday noises
She very calmly ignores
The littie things she abhors
She’s made her mind up to be tidy.
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It could change.
He keeps his fingernails neat
He cleans the car once a week
He keeps an eye out for resistitle bargains
But everynight in his sleep
He dreams of sex on the street
He longs for pantyhose and roses.
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It will changeit could never
It could changechange
Oh!.
All these yearsall this time
Learn to suffercompromise
Turn awaytolerate
Learn to suffer what you hate.
And it could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It could changeit will never
It will changeit could never
It could changechange.
You got me walking alone
You got me walking alone
You got me walking alone
You got me walking alone.