I left my head at the end
Of the phone last night
I left my head by the side
Of your bedside light
I can't sleep
Cos I'm cutting my teeth on you
Cos I'm thinking about

Cos I've got a job
But I don't work
No, I don't work
And I've got a car
But I don't drive
So I'll see you on the other side

I make my bed on the floor
Where I stood last night
I make my bed in the glow
Of the morning light
I can't sleep
Cos I'm cutting my teeth on you
Cos I'm thinking about

Cos I've got a job
But I don't work
No, I don't work
And I've got a car
But I don't drive
So I'll see you on the other side

I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
I want, you want him dead
She said, nothing at all
Nothing at all
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Cos I've got a job
But I don't work
No, I don't work
And I've got a car
But I don't drive
So I'll see you on the other side
So I'll see you on the other side
Yeah I'll see you on the other side
Yeah I'll see you on the other side