I was tossing and turning
from the things that he said
I didn't like spending time talking in my bed
he wouldn't stop talking
then I finally said,
"You must have a very large hole in your head."
I don't want him comin' round no more
I don't have time for his monkey show
I don't want him comin' round no more......
I got up to make coffee
it was starting to rain
I could hear him upstairs calling my name
lying down on the sofa
staring down at my cup
I could hear him upstairs filling the tub
(chorus)
he was talking to someone
probably some little whore
I walked up and
listened through the bathroom door
"Can I come over later?"
"When are you getting home?"
he had the soul of a broken radio
