Lyrics

Stop this lying, stop this cheating Stop treating me like I am some kind of fool Over whose eyes you can pull the wool, you're not so cool Remember it's to me you are speaking Stop cutting, stop hurting Stop this dirt about you lifting up your skirt To any man dressed in pants With shirt buttons undone and flirting When you're so low down in Soho There is no hope, no how No place to go You will go along Some people say I'm a crazy kind of fool But be that as it may You always treat me cruel Solo in Soho Stop talking, stop eating We can't go on meeting and greeting And meeting and sleeping and meeting and cheating You know that's deceiting and that's only repeating When you're so low down in Soho There is no hope, no how You've got nowhere to go But you go along Some people say I'm a crazy kind of fool But be that as it may You always treat me cruel Solo in Soho Solo in Soho When you are so low in Soho There is no hope, no how, no how You've got nowhere to go But you go along Some people say I'm a crazy kind of fool But be that as it may Always treat me cruel Solo in Soho
Writer(s): Philip Parris Lynott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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