Alison Moyet - Boy's Own

How are you, can I look a little closer

Well let me introduce you to

Say how d'you do believer

So tell me is he young enough

Or could it be hung up enough

And does he help to keep it up when he's handing

It out to please you

Do you ever think the night away

How about the day ain't it getting long

These eggshell hearts you're tripping on



Oh when you've got money you can build a bomb

Oh it's beautiful, touching up your lonely nights

Oh how you shine when you throw all the suckers on

Tired of every single one



Oh you're filth, you're filth, you're filthy

And someone' gonna hose you down

You're gonna be sorry for the way you whore a life around

Now tell me he is young enough

Or could it be hung up enough

Or maybe just hung up enough to keep it up when you're flagging

Do you ever soak the night away

How about the day ain't it getting long

These eggshell hearts you're tripping on