When I said, "Excuse me, please"
And you asked, oh, what did I want
I wanted someone to lie with on a Tuesday afternoon
Let's say, sometime around one o'clock
You must have looked shocked
I fast changed tack
Right enough, Thursdays are better for me
Once the clocks have gone back
And you chose quiet, a silence to cause a riot
My defense, the worst form of attack
And that's making me sad, I give in
And that's making me sad, no argument
And I had you pegged as someone so nervous
You'd constantly chew on your lip
But when I heard your voice
Like a punch to the chest
A kick in the gut
And a blow to the head all at once
Still, you kept quiet, a silence that causes a riot
A defence to ward off my attack
And that's making me sad, I give in
And that's making me sad, no argument
And there's no argument
