See the burned out flames that frame her hair Imagine every flicker was a Violer I know As you That they once Were Aah there you go again Getting older There you go again Leaning on Your sex
And I Would never be your I Would never be your I Would never be your Other lover
Never called an angel by her name But she may call you back and use your real name The one you sleep in I was your friend Where am I Now There you go again Getting older Leaning on your breasts
And I Would never be your I Would never be your I Would never be your Other lover
I Would never be your I Would never be your I Would never be your Other lover Yeah