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BattlestationsYou ask too much of meYou try my patience Your tongue - its like a razor You choose your words like weapons Here we go - battlestations I never have the guts to let you look inside I dont think youd appreciate the things that I hide Chorus: Monday was the worst day And friday wasnt my day But wednesday was the best day Because on wednesday night we made love All Im trying to give you is a good time honey Why dya have to keep on playing games with my head Used to be your baby when you had no money Now we spend more time in battle Than we ever do in bed (than we ever do in bed) You dont know how much I hate that answer phone Are you standing there? But - you wont pick up the phone Why lie to my face? (when you can buy a tape machine to give me bullshit in your place) Today I did something I thought Id never do I opened up your diary and read about you Chorus Monday was the worst day Wednesday we made love And friday - ooh but - Saturday, is today, is what Im thinking of Come in baby- come in close (take off your designer clothes) cos you know what Im thinking of Do you remember me, do you remember us - Do you remember love? All Im trying to give you is a good time honey Why dya have to keep on playing games with my head Used to be your baby when you had no money Now we spend more time in battle Than we ever do in bed (than we ever do in bed) La premiere fois tu mas fait beaucoup rire Tu etais si mignon, et tu jouais du piano Maintenant, mon mellieur ami cest largent Au revoir, cheri Au revoir, mon amour (return to top) |