Plastic Souvenirs

We hung around our old home town and waited Got married to a Grecian billionaire We need to drink a litre of distraction We need to buy a plastic souvenir And when I woke up you were lying with me Got half a mile for every cigarette Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friend Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me again I wrote it down so that I would remember That I am you and you are someone else I swear to god that you are going to miss me I swear to god that I'll miss you as well Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me my friend Don't you hang up on me, don't you hang up, don't you hang up on me again Because you might need somebody, need somebody And I'm not gonna be there