So, your drifting, floating , sailing along
Swirling through your life like smoke from a bong
You have no inclination that something is wrong
'Til you wake up one day to find that she's gone
At first you must be led to believe
That it must be a man that has made her leave
Jealousy and anger abound whilst you grieve
Unaware that she's watching another woman's bosom heave
You always guarded against other men
Got really suspicious and very grumpy when
She went out with her mates and was not back by ten
Surely my girl's not been seduced by a mother hen?
An older lady has led her away
We were so fucking cool just yesterday
Lost for words unsure what to say
No way has your angel decided to go gay!
I think she's been duped and relieved of her doubt
About what being with a woman was about
I have no anger, no remorse, perverted ideas or doubt
That it won't be too long before she comes 'out'...