I'm eating flies and hair ties
And foam from the mattress
The doctor calls me up I guess he's scared of malpractice
He prescribed a higher dose
And gave me his mobile phone
You don't have to worry
Im already home bound
You're welcome to sit with me
Rub in my Chanel cream
You're welcome to help me lay sheets down to the en suite
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
I'm going to bed for a year
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
I'm going to bed for a year
I need 12 months in the sheets, to think things through
I know that my husband's out doing god knows what, with god knows who
I've been faking climaxes to get us through
And you run away with other women it's what you do
You can sit beside me draw all over all my crosswords
You can brush my hair and bring me buttered toast for breakfast
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
I'm going to bed for a year
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
Sleep on it sleep on it sleep on it now
I'm going to bed for a year
