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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sleeper
Sleeper
Vocals
Louise Wener
Louise Wener
Vocals
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Keyboards
Johnny Green
Johnny Green
Piano
Jon Stewart
Jon Stewart
Guitar
Andy Maclure
Andy Maclure
Drums
Deed Osman
Deed Osman
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louise Wener
Louise Wener
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Street
Stephen Street
Producer
John Smith
John Smith
Engineer
Tom Girling
Tom Girling
Assistant Engineer
Julie Gardner
Julie Gardner
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

So I'll admit that it all started as a scam 'Cos every girl wanted you and a year round tan We know you're old but you're kind You're rich and your heart is dicky Yes I knew that you wanted me And he said Hey love how are you fixed We'll meet at ten past now it's quarter to six We'll spend the whole night making love on the sofa It may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to And then we both settled down to our favourite meal D'you fancy veal parmesan and a case of warm chianti Pass my bag I picked up that bra you fancied Yes I knew that you wanted me And he said Hey love how are you fixed We'll meet at ten past now it's quarter to six We'll spend the whole night making love on the sofa It may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to Oh we knew it couldn't last And we should have left it long before One great year and one for luck And like all good things you soon want more You were always so polite I think I loved you And I said Hey love I'm making it easy on us I'll leave and a few of our dreams turn to dust All night making love on your sofa And it may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to Summer '92 I remember it clearly When he choked on the olive in his dry martini There was dismay from friends he was close to And it may sound funny but it wasn't supposed to be
Writer(s): Louise Wener Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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