Ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ruminations on the looming effect

And the parallax view, and the figure

And the form, and the revolving door that keeps

Turning out more and more

Good women like you

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Ruminations on the looming effect

And the parallax view, and the figure

And the form, and the revolving door that keeps

Turning out more and more

Good women like you

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Take it easy, when he leaves me, please be my guest

To whatever I might've left

In his kitchen cupboards, in the back of his bathroom cabinets

And oh yes, oh yes, oh yes

There's a dress in the closet, don't get rid of it, you'd look good in it

I didn't fit in it, it was never mine

It belonged to the ex wife of another ex of mine

She left it behind, with a note

One line it said, "I don't know if I'm coming across, but I'm really trying"

She was very kind

Fruit bat

Cuter than a button, mutton-head maniac

Fruit bat, cuter than a button, mutton-head maniac

Nobody can replace anybody else

So, it would be a shame to make it a competition

And no love is like any other love

So, it would be insane to make a comparison with you

Ruminations on the looming effect

And the parallax view, and the figure

And the form, and the revolving door that keeps

Turning out more and more

Good women like you

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

No love is like any other love

So, it would be insane to make a comparison with you

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through

Yet another woman, to whom I won't get through