Don’t Explain

[Verse 1: Linda Bull]
Don't explain, it's really not your style
I've had some fun, you really made me smile
Don't look so serious, it doesn't suit your face
Don't explain, don't explain

[Verse 2: Linda Bull]
You sure know how to use your hands
But you don't have a great attention span
Don't apologise or drop your eyes
Don't explain, don't explain

[Chorus: Linda Bull]
I've seen them come, I've seen them go
Boys like you
Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads
Boys like you

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: Linda Bull]
I've seen them come, I've seen them go
Boys like you
Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads
Boys like you

[Verse 3: Linda Bull]
So take your things, I won't count the days
Sure, you can call on me if you're ever this way
But if one night you're lonely, and I have other company
Don't complain, don't complain