When I set foot on the bus you laughed & said:
   "that's the end for us!"
   Oh could a joke ever go more wrong? if only you'd have
   come along
   Oh but you must stop calling Jane, she is completely
   without blame
   Do you have to ring her up so soon? that's rubbing salt
   into these wounds
   A little bit of what you fancy doesn't do you any good at
   all
   Oh I know that now
   I can't add to what I've said, I just completely lost my
   head
   Do you want me here when you start to pack? & are you
   leaving just like that?
   Have you taken all you want? Is that it? Have you really
   gone?
   What can I say to change your mind? There'll be another
   time
   A little bit of what you fancy doesn't do you any good at
   all
   It's so clear to me now