I caught a glimpse of crimson

Which kind of made me stare

Pushed underneath your pillow

Knickers you said you'd never wear

Because they made you feel indecent

You said it's flimsy lingerie

That only men like me like

Well  I see you now agree

All this deception's so uncouth

This is a story I'm not buying

You say I never tell the truth

At least you know when I am lying

And so I tore off all the bed clothes

To see what else was there

At first I felt quite guilty

But then I found this hair

All this deception's so uncouth

This is a story I'm not buying

You say I never tell the truth

At least you know when I am lying