Bye Bye Fatman

verse A:

Here she comes, clothes packed in her suitcase.

Here she comes, wearing maku-up upon her face.

Here she comes, always looking on the bright side.

Here she comes, sucking on my good sidechorus:

She said to me no-one cares and I've a good idea why.

If I said that I did care, then it would be a lie.

No-one cares about you and I've a good idea why.

Good idea why (3x)Here she comes, knocking upon my door.

Just the same you'd think by now she'd know the score.

Here she comes, looking for a free ride.

Here she comes, sucking on my good sideverse A

chorusHere she comes (4x)