Don't Explain

[Verse 1: Linda Bull] Don't explain, it's really not your style I've had some fun, you really made me smile Don't look so serious, it doesn't suit your face Don't explain, don't explain [Verse 2: Linda Bull] You sure know how to use your hands But you don't have a great attention span Don't apologise or drop your eyes Don't explain, don't explain [Chorus: Linda Bull] I've seen them come, I've seen them go Boys like you Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads Boys like you [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: Linda Bull] I've seen them come, I've seen them go Boys like you Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads Boys like you [Verse 3: Linda Bull] So take your things, I won't count the days Sure, you can call on me if you're ever this way But if one night you're lonely, and I have other company Don't complain, don't complain