You're in Eastbourne, I hope you've found some new friends, here in London, I've been wondering do you think of me at all
You're sad and that's a pity, I hope you can forgive me, I'm really really really sorry
You're sad and that's a pity, I hope you can forgive me, I'm really really really sorry
More than ten years and the abusive calls have stopped, I know I'm guilty and I should have been for the chop
Standing soaking wet in the pouring rain, wishing that I had a umbrella again
I thought you were my mate, that was my mistake, give me a break, you're clinically insane
(Maybe we should call him up, do you know his number, wonder if he's in?)
Hello? Sorry to phone at such a late hour, but I've got a few things on my mind, there's a few things I need to get off my chest
You're a fucking dick and you make me sick and I'd like to put my fist through your face
You were my soul mate I found out too late, I can never forgive you - you're a disgrace
Please replace the handset and try again\