Oh, I know it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did, you might reply
That I have no right
And anyway I'm fine
Glad you're no longer mine
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die
Now and then
Do you wash your hands of me again
Wish me anywhere but home
Drunk and on the end of your phone
From time to time
Do you guess what's really on my mind
Guess that "How you're
Keeping now"
Means "Where are you
Sleeping now"
But of course it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did, you might reply
That I have no right
And anyway I'm fine
Glad that you're no longer mine
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die
You'd be appalled
If you knew what I was
Doing when you called
Yes, I can see I'm blundering
And I always end up wondering
Will it ever be alright
To ask you where you spent last night
And can it be polite
The way we never write
'Cause I don't have the time
And anyway I'm fine
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die
Oh, I know it's not polite
To ask you where you spent last night
And if I did, you might reply
That I have no right
And anyway I'm fine
Glad you're no longer mine
If I should tell a lie
I'll cross my heart and I hope to die
I hope we'll never die
Cross my heart...