Tytuł: No place like home

• Wykonawca: Squeeze
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I'm faced with the facts
   And a fist full of threats
   I stand quite amused
   At the end of the bed
   I have no defense
   For what I have said
   As a handful of love
   Whacks me right round the head
   She's growling and stalking
   And grabs from a pile
   A book that she throws
   And it missed by a mile
   I'm holding a pillow
   And as naked as sin
   I'm backed to a corner
   With a wastepaper bin
   Then up on the mattress
   There's no place to go
   I'm guilty yes guilty
   But there's no place like home
  
   I rewind the hours
   To see what went wrong
   I plead for forgiveness
   And I'm hit like a gong
   It seems that I'm guilty
   Of smiling too long
   When recalling lovers
   That now are long gone
   I'm guilty you’re guilty
   So let me be stoned
   The past is the present
   When there's no place like home
  
   Off with the shoes
   And a whack round the head
   Your ear rings like a phone
   Some explanation
   Might patch and mend
   A love that's lost control
   Now there's no place like home