After You
Pulp
On the last night on earth when the horses run free
The scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney
In a dimly lit room crammed with loathing and hate
They're selling their souls and I just can't wait
I shrivel inside at the sight of her beauty
I fall to the floor as she's shaking her booty
She said she, and then she, until I turned blue
Oh, the things we get up to, to get through the night after you
After you
I knew it was wrong; I began to suspect
When she reached over and pressed the eject
I was up to the gunnels against your advice
I felt so ashamed that I did it twice
From disco to disco, from Safeway to Tesco
We're shopping around from the cradle till death row
From Tesco it's down to the 7-11
To chase through the night time, to chase through the night
After you
After you
I can't explain why I need to be free
But if you need to be naked that's alright by me
It's the fast track express to the graveyard, I know
So what are you waiting for? Hey ho, let's go
From disco to disco, from Safeway to Tesco
We're shopping around from the cradle till death row
Don't stop till the train has pulled into the station
I'll hold the door for you, no, I insist, after you
After you
After you
