Michael Blakeway Of The Oriental Nightmare Fame

Finally I, I got through
But I made you lose your job and stuff, like a fool
But now I'm kinda glad I did because it meant me yearning over you

In that dingy back bar
Apologising for going too far
On the first time that we met dunno why I came across like that

It must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do
As we were pulp fictioning on some imaginary encounters
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do
She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

Eventually I, I got through
After spending months trying to get to you
And I got you to myself in those boots and I'm glad I did cause I never do

In that badly lit hotel
Laughed all night cause we somehow fell
Asleep and slept through all the screaming from the others in the other room

She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do
As we were pulp fictioning on some imaginary encounters
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do
She said I sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

She said it must be hard being humble when you look as good as you do
As we were pulp fictioning on some imaginary encounters
It must be hard being single when you taste as good as you do
She said I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin

She said I just sin, I just sin, I just sin, I just sin