The Beautiful South - Song for Whoever Lyrics

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Song for Whoever

Song for Whoever Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Song for Whoever By The Beautiful South?
I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
I love you in the songs, I write and sing Love you because, you put me in my rightful place And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring Cheap, never cheap I'll sing you songs till you're asleep When you've gone upstairs I'll creep And write it all down, down, down, down Oh Shirley, oh Deborah, oh Julie, oh Jane I wrote so many songs about you I forget your name, I forget your name Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I forget your name I love your from the bottom of my pencil case I love the way you never ask me why I love to write about each wrinkle on your face And I love you 'till my fountain pen runs dry Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry Oh Cathy, oh Alison, oh Phillipa, oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too Oh Cathy, oh Alison, oh Phillipa, oh Sue You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too I wrote this song for you Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too For you, for you I wrote this song for you I wrote this song for you |
Who Wrote Song for Whoever By The Beautiful South?
Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton
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