Just because you're dyslexic,
Doesn't mean that you're not thick
We know you're not that stupid,
You'll marry someone rich
But you won't steal his watch
When you're down there near his crotch
That'll explain the itch,
You were such a lying bitch.

I know you sold my suitcase
Down in Kensington,
And you were screwing Ewan
When I wasn't in
Do it to me, you'll do it to him
Your friends just gave me grief
I will make this brief
You were such a lousy thief
You were such a lousy thief
But you were good in bed
You were good in bed
So good in bed

Now you tell my girlfriend
That I'll never change
And you've been up since Wednesday
Don't you find that strange?
Your ex-boyfriend is deranged,
You'll tell them down in Browns
Haven't been for years
It's full of Coke And Tears
Full of Coke And Tears
Full of Coke And Tears
But you were good in bed
Good in bed

(Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah...)