Knickers down, and bra cast as if the past and not passed.
And she brought the drinks all night, but thats okay, now shes got a job.
Her generosity - my curse. she even let me keep her purse.
But I couldnt get it up - too much to drink, too much to say.
She picked her clothes up off the floor and promptly headed for the door.
I was just trying to use my favourite muse.
I dont think I could ever want her back, Im just making sure shes still capable of being slack.
And shes got trouble with her boyfriend now.
I always said he was a prick.
I told her from the very start, when she almost broke my heart.
And my rooms a mess this morning.
She left her fag-ends floating in a glass.
I didnt try and make her stay. I doubt she would have anyway.
I was just trying to use my favourite muse.
Its nice to see shes still slack. I could never want her back.