I'm sending you back to your mother
I know you told me, right from the start,
you were no good, you breaker of hearts
I should have listened, boy was i dumb,
no sooner was it said, no sooner was it done
and i can't believe it, i fell for you,
the very thing that, i didn't want to do,
go back to the city, don't bother to phone,
leave me in peace, just leave me alone
so get up and dance, like there's no tomorrow
dance towards the light, dance away your sorrow
your so much better, now that she's gone
so get up and dance, even though she done you wrong
it really ain't easy, when you look this fine
i howl at the moon, i wish you were mine
but i'm not doing this, not waiting my turn
yet jealousy stings, and jealousy burns
i've been naive, i thought you were true
you let me down, and i trusted you
and all this time, you danced for another
i've had enough, i'm sending you back to your mother
so get up and dance, like there's no tomorrow
dance towards the light, dance away your sorrow
your so much better, now that she's gone
so get up and dance, even though she done you wrong.
poem by Peter Strugnell
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