Martina Topley-Bird - Lying lyrics

I walked out of the house in your

girlfriend's clothes

They fit me better than I would

have supposed

My mind close the curtain

on a lonely repose

And when I walk around town

everybody knows

I'm lying with you

Backsliding with you

Not trying with you

I'm lying with you

Out of the house with hangover shame

Don't punish me for not calling you

Come by the house, I'll be there at eight,

Waiting on the stoop for you

I'm lying with you

Backsliding with you

I'm not trying with you

I'm lying with you

Where are you Ilya?

Where are you Ilya?

Telephone's ringing and I'm at work

Look around to see if anybody heard

When I'm undercover I know it's absurd

But I want it and I can't say no

But I want it and I can't say no

I'm lying with you

Backsliding with you

Not trying with you

I'm lying with you

Where are you?

Where are you?

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