She leaves her brains at the door

She drops her guts on the floor

She only listens out for everyday noises

She very calmly ignores

The littie things she abhors

She's made her mind up to be tidy.



It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It could change.



He keeps his fingernails neat

He cleans the car once a week

He keeps an eye out for resistitle bargains

But everynight in his sleep

He dreams of sex on the street

He longs for pantyhose and roses.



It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It will changeit could never

It could changechange

Oh!.



All these yearsall this time

Learn to suffercompromise

Turn awaytolerate

Learn to suffer what you hate.



And it could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It could changeit will never

It will changeit could never

It could changechange.



You got me walking alone

You got me walking alone

You got me walking alone

You got me walking alone.