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• Artiste: Paul Heaton & Jacqui Abbott
• Titre: Your Bit Of Stuff
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I'm your enemy, and I'm your friend I'm your punch-bag as night-time ends I'm too much, then not enough Baby, I'm your bit of stuff Previous loves, you may have found They left you on stony ground But I'll make full your loving cup Baby, I'm your bit of stuff Your hair's unkempt and it's greying Your gut's hanging over your jeans All of my friends agree on one thing: You're hardly the girl of my dreams They can't see what you saw in me And mine can't see what I saw in you A mystery to all your friends, I'll always be And all my friends, just like all yours, ain't got a clue The perfect man's out there somewhere Fair of skin, full of hair Don't kid yourself, just give up 'Cause baby, I'm your bit of stuff Your eyesight and hearing are failing Your stretchmarks have spread to your feet Each of my family members you met Assumed you were out on release They can't see what you saw in me And mine can't see what I saw in you A mystery to all your friends, I'll always be And all my friends, just like all yours, ain't got a clue You're my Bonnie (I'm your Bonnie) I'm your Clyde (You're my Clyde) You're the one I'll (You're the one) I'll die beside (I'll die beside) Go tell the others (Go tell) Competition's tough 'Cause baby, I'm your bit of stuff Previous lovers Have come and been Haven't liked just Just what they've seen You're enigmatic You're off the cuff 'Cause baby, you're my bit of stuff...