Song Lyrics

He'll be your taxloss lover from Liverpool
Taxloss lover if the truth be told
Taxloss lover still lives in the war
Taxloss lover touching 74
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
Just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory
You're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
He'll be your taxloss lover and his name is Bert
Your taxloss lover and he's always a flirt
Your taxloss lover's into kinky sex
Your taxloss lover wears a cracking dress
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ah, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
And just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny You'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory
We're a taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
We think you are stupid
We give you money 'cos our assets are fluid yeah
We'll sell you down the river
Just remember that we said we'd deliver you
Sign on the line and we'll give you the money
And then you'll be mine and we'll fly somewhere sunny
And you'll quibble that our drivel seems unsatifactory
A taxloss, come back to me
We want your money, taxloss
Ooh, oh yeah Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah Ooh, oh yeah
Ooh, oh yeah Ooh, oh yeah
Taxloss, mod rock, junk pop, chart hop
Mop top, swap shop, who'd you nick your cliche off

Paul Edward Draper