Pulp - 97 Lovers lyrics

[Pulp - 97 Lovers lyrics]

Ninety-seven lovers twisted out of shape
And just one kiss could set them straight
Ninety-seven lovers twisted out of shape
And just one kiss could set them straight

I know a woman with a picture of Roger Moore
In a short towel and dressing-gown
Pinned to her bedroom wall she married a man
Who works on a building site
Now they make love beneath Roger
Every Friday night ninety-seven lovers
Twisted out of shape and just one kiss
Could set them straight ninety-seven lovers
Rose to meet the sun
And when the day was over
There were only ninety-one

Another I know
Well, she laughs too loud with her friends
Playing it safe on the surface
To give her heart time to mend
And then one day without warning
He walks unannounced through the door
And he picks her heart up off the table
And he watches it smash on the floor

Ninety-seven lovers twisted out of shape
And just one kiss could set them straight
Ninety-seven lovers rose to meet the sun
And when the day was over
There were only ninety-one

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