Song | Toujour L’Amour |
Artist | Procol Harum |
Album | Grand Hotel |
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She took all the pleasure and none of the pain | |
All of the credit and none of the blame | |
I came home to an empty flat | |
She'd left me a note and taken the cat | |
The cord that they knotted to keep us apart | |
Could never be broken: it was tied to my heart | |
She grew thin and I grew fat | |
She left me and that was that | |
I'm thinking of renting a villa in France | |
A French girl has offered to give me a chance | |
Or maybe I'll take an excursion to Spain | |
And buy a revolver and blow out my brains |