Song Lyrics

She'll come to her end
Locked in a car somewhere
With exhaust in her hair
What's she called?
I don't know
She's fucking with a slip of a man
While the engine ran

He said, "She's not dead"
"She's gone away, gone away," he said
And he said, "She's not dead"
"Just go away, go away," he said

In the car he couldn't afford
They found his made-up name
On her ankle chain
So don't call, don't call her at home
She's fucking with a slip of a man
While the engine runs

And he said, "She's not dead"
"She's gone away, gone away," he said
And he said, "She's not dead"
"She's gone away, gone away," he said
"Just gone away, gone away," he said
"She's gone away to someone else's bed"

Bernard Butler, Brett Anderson