Nothin' Else
Reached out for a glass of beer
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
From the pocket it pulled five pound
Ricky bought another round
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
In the dark it found his zip
Wiped his mouth when he was sick
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
Six pints later he waved goodbye
Picked his nose and squashed a fly
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
Slamming the door it grasped the wheel
Now Ricky's full of man appeal
Ricky's hand
Ricky's hand
Ricky contravened
Whatever
(Chris Lindsey/Aimee Mayo)
You don't call for two whole weeks
Then you think I'm gonna fall at your feet
When you walk thru that door
Like a cloud of dust you just disappear
You've gotta lotta nerve to show up here
At a quarter to four
You think candy and roses are gonna make it better
Whatever
You say you needed time to sort things out
You've been up all night drivin' around and doing some thinkin'
Your shirts untucked and your hairs a mess
I smell whiskey on your breath
But you aint been drinkin'
Now you're telling me that you and I were meant to be together
Whatever
Whatever you say whatever you do
Nothing's gonna change the fact that we're through
You can't take a hint you ain't got a clue
To think that I ever thought that you hung the moon
With your puppy dog eyes your petting my cat
You're just hanging around tryin' to look sad
Oh you're so alone
You wanna watch the sun rise and cook me breakfast
What's it gonna take for you to get the message
You need to go home
You wanna make tonight the first night of forever
You say we can make it through this stormy weather
Do I have to spell it out in ten foot letters
Whatever