Lyrics: Luke Pritchard/Hugh Harris/Max Rafferty/Paul Garred
Music: Luke Pritchard/Hugh Harris/Max Rafferty/Paul Garred
I'd like to say that I was on your mind
So l phone you at ten past three in the afternoon
It's evening for you and another bare hotel room
So hard to believe that you're dreaming of me too, but it's true
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
But Amsterdam, I never knew you so well
The stadium rings with laughter at every turn
And flying pianos, of all things, to set your scene
I'm such a nice man to you, but so obscene and it's true, girl
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
Jackie Big Tits is hiding in the corner
"Respect" is the word she shouts as I implore her
To speak to the man, not me, for I was only speaking freely
And interrupt me once more and I'll take you to the cleaners
You can't push me around, 'round, 'round
You can't push me around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
You only go around, 'round, 'round
Jackie Big Tits