Sing A Chorus With Me ... The Very Best of

One Night Stand

by Anthony John Clarke

on Just Bring Yourself (2021), Sing A Chorus With Me ... The Very Best of (2010)

Damp dress, don't stress, stick it in the hot-press
Let me take you dancing at a nightclub
Nice shirt, tight suit, lose the purple high-boot
Shed a pound or two in the hot-tub

He said he'd call over, but you knew he wouldn't make it
And he said he'd made you happy, but I think you knew he faked it
It was always on a plate and all he had to do was take it
And he took it and he took it and he took it and he took it
Took it and he took it and he took it and he took it

Tell me that he's just hook-up because he's busy
And he'll call me up again some night
Tell me that he's flown away to Tokyo on business
For the most important meeting of his life

Tell me that he loves the piece of paper that I gave him
When he kissed me on the lips last night
And tell me that he thinks about me every single evening
When he stumbles into bed beside his wife

Great hat, cool flat, don't you have a cute cat
A little boy, ginger, if you fancy
There's nothing on the TV, take the paper, look and see
I'll ring and book a table down at Nancy's

You only see a movie if Johnny Depp is in it
And you buy yourself a new dress, wear it once and then you bin it
And you get your weekly ticket, but you know you'll never win it
'Cause he took it and he took it and he took it and he took it
Took it and he took it and he took it and he took it

Bring me toast and coffee every Sunday when I wake up
And I'll love you till the end of time
Let me wear your favourite yellow jumper when I want to
And I'll never tell your friends it's mine

Tell me that you meant the things you whispered to me sweetly
When you kissed me on the lips last night
And tell me that he thinks about me every single evening
When he stumbles into bed beside his wife

(Instrumental)

Cut cash, don't dash, ooh, the silver looks flash
Push your little buzzer on your night-line
Cab late, why wait, never saw such luxury
Give the boys a ring and tell them, white wine

He said he'd call over, but you knew he wouldn't make it
And he said he'd made you happy, but I think you knew he faked it
It was always on a plate and all he had to do was take it
And he took it and he took it and he took it and he took it
Took it and he took it and he took it and he took it

Bring me toast and coffee every Sunday when I wake up
And I'll love you till the end of time
Let me wear your favourite yellow jumper when I want to
And I'll never tell your friends it's mine

Tell me that you meant the things you whispered to me sweetly
When you kissed me on the lips last night
And tell me that he thinks about me every single evening
When he stumbles into bed beside his wife
Tell me that he thinks about me every single evening
When he stumbles into bed beside his wife

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On One Night Stand by Anthony John Clarke

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