But you're just trouble on legs and you're underpaid for the things you

walk around and do.

I'm not put out.

You're just a little bit of fluff I have to wipe away from the corner

of his mouth.

Cause I get the love, honey,

You get the bitter taste of a case of the

"Been

There

Done

That

Gone"s.

You can walk away.

But do you know that your dignity's sticking to your high heels,

honey, like a sign of where you just came from?

And I'll keep my man.

I just got to sift through a little of your temporary shit to know

what it is I'm made of.

Cause I get the love honey,

You get a little of the least that he can give.

I know the thrill of the hunt.

But you've got to grow up girl, get little bit of sense,lead yourself

around by your head not your, not your...

I've played the same old games.

But you wouldn't get me back there for a million bucks and all the

free drinks and the free pain.

Cause I got the love,

You got a little of the least that he can give

I get the letters and the flowers and the ring,

Never had to soak it out in drink.

I'll give you the best part of my doubt.

Cause you don't know me sweetheart,

You don't know what it is I get fired up about.

But I'll tell you for your sake.

You got to get out of the ballpark if you don't know what it is

you're playing.

Cause I get the colour and the movement and the love honey.

You get the bitter taste of the

"Been

There

Done

That

Gone"s.

I get the fresh hotel sheets honey.

You get the vinyl back seat skank of a chicken shop.

I get the love, the love, the love.

You get the ashtray after taste of a night he never wants to live

again.

Melodie