B G#m D#m
He was a bore a true chore and I still wonder why I ever wanted to see him more
E F# B
I know it is useless to complain all these years after well
F#
Thanks for asking now I'm fine
B G#m D#m
I should have muffled my obsession but I was all too pure
E F# B F#
And so blindly sure that he'd always have the satisfying hug I needed
B
Stay just a little bit more
G#m
Don't let my heart turn sore
B
Stay just a little bit more
G#m F# E
Don't let my heart turn sore
He was kind polite and divine in public tender as a sleepy child
But when we got slightly more intimate it wasn't that bright
Yes he was kind polite sound and sublime in theory
But in practice believe me there was a nasty fire burning
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
Stay just a little bit more
Don't let my heart turn sore
G F# Bm
And when my curves came into play
G
Oh what a hopeles tumbling down
F# Bm
When his desire was stuck in plaster
G A B
I was young but I believed in no tales
G#m B G#m F# E
Sit in the desert of the bed I looked hard for an oasis
But all I could find was a dead camel in pieces
And I got so scared I tried to lure him back to bed
Whispered stay just a little bit more
But now I'm grateful to the camel
Because all the lazy boy could do was RUN then I knew for sure
That he would never be the satisfying shag I needed no no no