Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andy Bell
Andy Bell
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Philip Larsen
Philip Larsen
Composer
Andy Bell
Andy Bell
Composer
Chris Smith
Chris Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andy Bell
Andy Bell
Producer

Lyrics

Said you were restless, I didn't like your dresses
Thought you would move to another part of town
I got your message, been sifting through the wreckage
For this excuse, we called a life
A DIY quickie slow divorce
Marriage vows broken on the rocks
Mine's a slice with a G&T
And here's to toast that you're leaving me
I will not cry 'til the fat lady sings
I cannot fly 'cause you've clipped my wings
Now you're the picture of my disgrace
Now wipe that pretty smile off your face
I wouldn't say we were incomplete
I can't complain, you were so discreet
Kept your liaisons to yourself
My soul's distraught, now I'm getting out
You were delicious, could never be malicious
Now you hold a knife up to my throat
Of its own volition, you took your ammunition
Came rushing through the air like a UFO
I cannot say that I learnt my lesson well
Mysterious ways got a lot to tell
Sure got a wicked sense of humour
You stick the knife in and twist it 'round
I will not cry 'til the fat lady sings
I cannot fly 'cause you've clipped my wings
Now you're the picture of my disgrace
Now wipe that pretty smile off your face
I wouldn't say we were incomplete
I can't complain, you were so discreet
Kept your liaisons to yourself
My soul's distraught now I'm getting out
I will not cry 'til the fat lady sings
I cannot fly 'cause you've clipped my wings
Now you're the picture of my disgrace
Now wipe that pretty smile off your face
I wouldn't say we were incomplete
I can't complain, you were so discreet
Kept your liaisons to yourself
My soul's distraught now I'm getting out
Written by: Andy Bell, Chris Smith, Philip Larsen
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