Bye Bye Fatman

verse A: Here she comes, clothes packed in her suitcase. Here she comes, wearing maku-up upon her face. Here she comes, always looking on the bright side. Here she comes, s*cking on my good side chorus: She said to me no-one cares and I've a good idea why. If I said that I did care, then it would be a lie. No-one cares about you and I've a good idea why. Good idea why (3x) Here she comes, knocking upon my door. Just the same you'd think by now she'd know the score. Here she comes, looking for a free ride. Here she comes, s*cking on my good side verse A chorus Here she comes (4x)