Lyrics On a Hotel Wall - The Cribs

Feel like baby Berthe half the time
Know that you will do your worst and I'll do mine
Know that you say, that things that happened in a former life
I hold onto, tight
And you're not the body type
Alright you win...
Don't be surprised
Cos he was so in love
Performance art with broken necks
His imagination killed his interest in sex
It's no great big waste
Pretense preserved for a well-read guy
Who's chosen the day
You know he's not the type to hang on and wait
Don't be surprised
Cos he was so in love
Dear God, I'm sure
Things I wish I'd have known before
Wouldn't help either way this time
As she's all enthralled
While they paint her face on a hotel wall
Didn't wait either way this time