They spent that Thursday morning, yawning, channel-surfing, and slagging off all the bands
She got lips like Audrey Hepburn and she tastes of strawberry jam
He tries to put on a Geordie accent 'cos he knows she always laughs at it
She likes the sound of music but she says she always skips the nazi bit
She does French crosswords and when she wears his t-shirts they look like dresses on her

And if the sun comes out her nose gets those little brown freckles on it
Her 21st birthday was coming up and he didn't know what to get for her
So he wrote her a song and in that song there was this bit where he said to her...

I'm looking for your face in crowded places
I'm double-taking all these random strangers
And since I left you at Victoria station
You've rented my head out
Rented my head out

And on his mobile phone next to her name he's put the letter x in
'Cos she always puts kisses in-between all the words when she texts him
And she wakes up when his asthma's bad and gets him his Ventolin
And gently rubs his back and rests there on the edge of the bed with him
And sometimes her joints get achey and she lets him stretch them for her
And she falls asleep during horror films with her head rested on him
And for her 21st birthday coming up he still didn't know what to get for her
So he wrote her a song, and in that song he meant it when he said to her...

I'm looking for your face in crowded places
I'm double taking all these random strangers
And since I left you at Victoria station

You've rented my head out
Rented my head out.