[intro sample (on the album):]
Do you think a girl should go to bed with a fellerif she doesn’t love him?
No. [pause] unless it’s me.
I heard she drove the silvery sports-car /
Along the empty streets last night. /
Hanging around / with hair-dos like mine. /
NoI haven’t seen the kids for some time. /
Picked up her shoes from the red-brick stairway/
Just like a harpsichordist she moved. /
And back upstairs / at half past two/
With a paper foldedoutside the loo. /
Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no/ no sugar tonight. /
Out on the high street/ dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears again. /
And baby/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me. / (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Hobart pavingdon’t you think that’s it’s time/
On this platform with the drizzle in my eyes? /
And baby/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me. / (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Hobart pavingdon’t you think that’s it’s time? /
The ticket’s in my handthe train pulls down the line. /
Rain falls / like elvis tears. /
Oh no/ no sugar. /
Out on the high street/ dim all the lights and /
Cry coloured tears. /
And baby/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me. / (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Oh nono sugar tonight/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Oh nono sugar tonight/ (don’t forget to catch me.) /
No nono sugar tonight. / (don’t forget to catch me.) /
Don’t forget to catch me…