Faithless - Angeline lyrics

You`ve been out on the tiles,

Winning the smiles of men of low persuasion,

But I know you drink yourself crawling in the street until dawn,

Girl you look like a bad dream,

You`ve been places I`ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.

Come home, come home Angeline.

You`ve been places I`ve never been.

You took the small change from the job in the hall,

Be back in an hour but you`re not back at all.

The children are crying, the flowers are dying,

There`s no food on the table,

I don`t think I`m able to cope,

You`ve been places I`ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.

Come home, come home Angeline.

You`ve been places I`ve never been.

Cheap perfume and alcohol, dancing on tables,

With kissing for strangers all laughing and howling,

And jokes and tall tales that ain`t funny at all,

Bluffers and smugglers, boozers and gamblers,

Jump old queens and tarts at the babbled bar.

Oh, they`ve been pushing you too far.

Come home, come home Angeline.

Come home, come home Angeline.

You`ve been places I`ve never been.

Come home, come home Angeline.

Come home, come home Angeline.

You`ve been places I`ve never been.