When I set foot on the bus you laughed & said: that`s the end for us!
 Oh could a joke ever go more wrong?  if only you`d have come along
 Oh but you must stop calling Jane, she is completely without blame
 Do you have to ring her up so soon?  that`s rubbing salt into these wounds
 A little bit of what you fancy doesn`t do you any good at all
 Oh I know that now
 I can`t add to what I`ve said, I just completely lost my head
 Do you want me here when you start to pack?  & are you leaving just like that?
 Have you taken all you want?  Is that it?  Have you really gone?
 What can I say to change your mind?  There`ll be another time
 A little bit of what you fancy doesn`t do you any good at all
 It`s so clear to me now