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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pulp
Performer
Nick Banks
Drums
Jarvis Cocker
Vocals
Candida Doyle
Keyboards
Steve Mackey
Bass Guitar
Mark Webber
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Banks
Composer
Jarvis Cocker
Composer
Candida Doyle
Composer
Steve Mackey
Composer
Mark Webber
Composer
Patrick Doyle
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Thomas
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Don't bother saying you're sorry
Why don't you come in?
Smoke all my cigarettes again
Every time I get no further
How long has it been?
Come on in now
Wipe your feet on my dreams
[Verse 2]
You take up my time
Like some cheap magazine
When I coulda been learning something
Oh well, you know what I mean
[Verse 3]
I've done this before
And I will do it again
Come on and kill me, baby
While you smile like a friend
Oh, and I'll come running
Just to do it again
[Verse 4]
You are that last drink I never should have drunk
You are the body hidden in the trunk
You are the habit I can't seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
[Verse 5]
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the train I never should have caught
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
[Verse 6]
And like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid
Like a plane I've been told I never should board
Like a film that's so bad but I gotta stay till the end
Let me tell you now, it's lucky for you that we're friends
Written by: Candida Doyle, Jarvis Cocker, Mark Webber, Nick Banks, Patrick Doyle, Steve Mackey