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