Woohoo!

Hey hey here comes noone
Another friend to have a go on
And she asks me do i miss her when shes gone
And i reply as much as i miss anyone

Oh! woohoo
And i’ll be your gay friend
Cus your marriage never ends
Till we f*** and fight again
Theres a space between us
So jump into my bed
Pretend the world is dead
Always in my head is a space between us

Hey lord forgive us if we’re wrong
Make sure that he never hears this song
And she says that im the opposite of a hallmark card
She asked me how im feeling
When i dont want to think that hard

Oh! woohoo!
And i’ll be your gay friend
Cus your marriage never ends
Till we f*** and fight again
Theres a space between us
Jump into my bed
Pretend the world is dead
Always in my head is a space between us

It’s the late show now
When does the late show end
When god is in the details
Forget to show my friend
I have a friend again
You my friend again
My gay friend

Oh! woohoo! erhh
So jump into my bed
Pretend the world is dead
Always in my head is a space between us
And i’ll be your gay friend
As your marriage never ends
Till we f*** and fight again
Theres a space between us
Oh! woohoo!

I shuffled through the modes of bad behaviour
And hankered for the desolated dawn
I couldn’t cope with yet another saviour
To steer me from the way that I was born

Then like a ton of bricks the dawn descended
Recalcitrance was hurtled to the floor
The citadel lay breached and undefended
You brought a love I’d never known before

Chorus:
I’ll want you till the seasons lose their mystery
I’ll need you till the birds forget to fly
I’ll love you more than anyone in history
Wherever there’s a wherefore you’re the why

When you were collecting
For you sex appeal
He was in killing fields
Over you
You went
And took away his self respect
Put him out like a cigarette
You blow

Chorus:
Don’t bother coming home
You said all you’ve got to say
He can get with the girls again
Cos he’s a charming man
It’s true
He can drink with the boys tonight
And have a fight, alright
And spew
You’re history
You’re history

Got your tits done
And moved out the very next day
All you left was the bill to pay
What a front
Could she not see what you’re a righteous man?
A gun in hand
Cupid stunned
He used to want your love
Now he wants you to go away
He can drink till he’s comatosed
Yeah he rocks the most
Can’t you see
He’s got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright
No sympathy
You’re history
You’re history

Don’t bother coming home
You said all you’ve got to say
He can get with the girls again
Cos he’s a charming man
It’s true
He can drink with the boys all night
And have a fight, alright
And spew

He will drink till he’s comatosed
Yeah, He rocks the most
Can’t you see?
He’s got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright
Yes siree
You’re history