So I'll admit that it all started as a scam
'cos every girl wanted you and a year round tan
we know you're old but you're kind
you're rich and your heart is dicky
yes I knew that you wanted me

and he said

"hey love how are you fixed
we'll meet at ten past, now it's quarter to six
we'll spend the whole night making love on the sofa"
it may sound funny but he wasn't supposed to

and then we both settled down to our favourite meal
d'you fancy veal parmesan and a case of warm Chianti
pass my bag I picked up that bra you fancied
yes I knew that he wanted me

Oh we knew it couldn't last
and we should have left it long before
one great year and one for luck
and like all good things you soon want more
you were always so polite
I think I loved you

and I said

"hey love I'm making it easy on us
I'll leave, and a few of our dreams turn to dust
all night making love on your sofa"
and it may sound funny but it wasn't supposed to

summer '92 I remember is clearly
when he choked on the olive in his dry martini
there was dismay from friends he was close to
and it may sound funny but it wasn't supposed to be