Other Men's Girls - Baxter Dury

No more blame, I am destined to keep you sane Gotta rescue the flame Gotta rescue the flame in your heart No more blood, I will be there for you, my love I will stand by your side The world has forsaken my girl Should I've seen it would be this way? Should I've known from the start what she's up to? When you've loved and you've lost someone You know what it feels like to lose She's fading away, away from this world Drifting like a feather, she's not like the other girls She lives in the clouds and talks to the birds Hopeless little one she's not like the other girls I know No more shame, she has felt too much pain in her life In her mind she's repeating the words All the love you put out will return to you Should have seen it would be this way? Should have known from the start what she's up to? When you loved and you've lost someone close to you You know what it feels like to lose (You know what it feels like to lose) She's fading away, away from this world Drifting like a feather she's not like the other girls She lives in the clouds and talks to the birds Hopeless little one she's not like the other girls I know She's fading away, away from this world Drifting like a feather she's not like the other girls She lives in the clouds and talks to the birds Hopeless little one she's not like the other girls I know

Said that i was the firts one The first one you loved And you brought home Said that I'd be the last one too Tell me does that make me naive for believing you? I bet you take her to our favorite restaurant now Oh,oh,oh It burns Seeing you move on with her Oh,oh,oh I wish you hurt like i do Like i do Oh When i think of you forgetting me Guess i thought that I'd be more than just a memory It burns Seeing you with other girls You used to tell me that i was your color in grey When you said forever I only saw it that way Now I'm crying in the kitchen Reminiscing about things you used to say But you're probably okay Oh,oh,oh It burns Seeing you move on with her Oh,oh,oh I wish you hurt like i do Like i do Oh When i think of you forgetting me Guess i thought that I'd be more than just a memory It burns Seeing you with other girls Oh,oh,oh It burns Seeing you move on with her Oh,oh,oh I wish you hurt like i do Like i do Oh When i think of you forgetting me Guess i thought that I'd be more than just a memory It burns Seeing you with other girls (Transcription by Nastaran)

She's just a dog without a lead, She's just a lonely lady now, She feels the need to try to please other people all of the time I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog We're all the same, we're both to blame We're all fucked in the head We're all the same, we're both to blame We're all fucked in the head Let your eyes gently weep upon my sleeve Let your eyes gently weep upon my sleeve Let your eyes gently weep upon my sleeve Let your eyes gently weep upon my sleeve I'm just below wher noone goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog I'm just below wher no one goes Beneath the underdog

Delilah the dancer from Soho Was making her way down the lane Simpson from Harrow Had fruit on his barrow He sold it for love and for gain Simpson said, "Hello, young woman" "My Pippins are lovely today" "Don't be suspicious" "Of Golden Delicious" "Whatever your granny might say" There only apples, red and green Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you Right off me barrow, me old cock sparrow Apples, red and green Delilah the dancer from Soho Took ages to make up her mind Simpson said, "Madam," "You'd know if you'd 'ad 'em" "That these are the very best kind" "This is the pick of the orchard" "Forgive me a figure of speech" "But apples like these here" "Just don't grow on trees, dear" "And this one is really a peach" There only apples, red and green Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you Right off my barrow, my old cock sparrow Apples, red and green Simpson picked out a green apple He polished it up on his sleeve He said, "Do me a favour" "And savour the flavour" "Of what you're about to receive" Delilah the dancer from Soho Accepted his gift with a smile She said, "It looks like a good 'un" "It'll do for my pudden" "I'll get round to it after a while" There only apples, red and green Apples, lovely, ripe and juicy and especially for you Right off my barrow, my old cock sparrow Apples, red and green

In the mirror, when I'm debonair My reactions are my own affair A body likes to be near the bone Oh Nancy, Leslie, Jack and Joan I die when I'm alone, alone Shake your booty when your back is bent Put your feelings where my mouth just went As serious as things do seem At least you've put me on the team And friends do rule supreme, ok Oh, pardon you, me With a capital 'see' And who would have thought With a capital nought? In between the lines Oh Spread your chickens when you think of next What the Dickens if they're highly-sexed? Through channels that were once canals Do lift the heart of my morale To know that we are pals, yes Oh, vanity fair With a capital 'V' You give me a share You take it from me Oh, jolly good show With a capital 'O' It's terrific to go Hello Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello, hello

She's early for no reason And she's dancing at angles Yet another slim man's Taking chances with another girl She could be in her marigolds Dancing on her patio She's leaving it up In another dreary disco time Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping I think my mate slept with you When you were in portugal Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping I think my mate slept with you When you were in portugal Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah She'd broken all her promises And find another place to sleep He's a little boy that never thought About the consequence She's like a letter bomb Waiting for another man Sitting on a fence On another dreary disco time Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping I think my mate slept with you When you were in portugal Isabel's sleeping, isabel's sleeping I think my mate slept with you When you were in portugal Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah