My Crumpet

That's the end And you can't help believing That all he was wanting Was someone to talk with To talk through his problems Hey, are you alone tonight? I thought i saw a light In your pantry, my crumpet You see i won't get a lay tonight Instead i'm satisfied To think of spa treatment lives instead The pursuit of cane sugar And the inevitable death And the comfort of a sofa-bed Of course i'm far from over it Promise me another lonely year and i'll bend over Because sadly, i am still here And i'm watching my days disappear