Wrapping Paper - Graham Parker

    I've broken your glass, called someone a dirty name
    Made a nuisance of myself in front of friends
    I've dug my own grave, please don't let me lie in it
    Instead let's bury everything that caused us pain

    Speak to me now, speak to me darling
    You're not a princess I'm not Prince Charming
    Speak with your tongue, use body language
    and pull your skin like wrapping paper round my heart

    Sometimes I feel the kick has gone, it gets mundane
    So I team up with the devil and make hell
    But I'll hang on in as long as I know I've got you
    As long as I know love's a cure that makes me well

    [Repeat Chous]

    We move around, drag ourselves from town to town
    Wrap up lots of gifts and toys and China tea
    But they don't feel nothin', they're just inanimate
    They just go in suitcases and fly away

    [Repeat Chous]

    Marco Giunco
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