I wish it was someone elses

Blood on the jonnie

It's in my mouth
And under my nails

I wish I'd woken up

In someone elses bed

Wish I was the wind

In someone elses sails

I've no-one in particular
In mind right now

But I have twenty years
That I was  when stepping back

I should have known
You'd want to try again

I'm not stepping back

My last lover's playing
With a new man now

It's only three weeks
We've been apart

They sat together

And he sent her flowers

Well he can f**king keep

That fickle disco tart

'Cause I've had it up
To here with little girls

She looked ugly today

Smoking her fag

Just like a schoolgirl trying

To look grown-up

Now I'm looking for a woman

But I'll settle for a shag