Alan Kelly - The Lover Lyrics

I was her lover, before she was famous
I would count the days
Monday she'd leave me
Friday she'd need me
Go her secret ways

Thoughts of other men
Stealing her eyes
Stealing my nights
It's driving me up the wall

I was her lover, I was her one true love

I was her lover now she is famous
Queen of all she has made
And what will befall me, the day that she'll call me
I will be cool that day
No I won't take her hand
Hold her close to dance
No not a chance
It's driving me up the all
I was her lover
I was her one true love

No I won't take this crap from anyone anymore
Threw all her stuff out the window from the top floor
In the pouring rain it was rush hour and
She was semi naked at the door
Screaming blue murder I don't need you anymore
No I don't need you anymore
I don't need this anymore

I was her lover
I was her one true love