Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters)
I Fell in Love on the Northern Line
From London to Oxford by Laura King
Must you break up with your boyfriend on your mobile phone?
I really don't want to hear how you feel so alone
How he doesn't care, how you could be dead
(and much sooner than you think, dear)
So he's out all the time, found someone else to screw
Is there nothing under the sun that's new?
And he'll do to her what he's done to you
Must you break up with your boyfriend on your mobile phone?
Can't you wait 'til you get home?
What's the urgency, where's the rush?
Or do you get a kick out of embarrassed hush?
Besides there's a whole weekend ahead to slash your wrists
Get out of your tree or seriously pissed
Must you indulge yourself now?
It's not British. It's not cricket
You don't expect this for the price of a ticket
And the entire coach and I are all agreed
He's a boil on the bum you don't need
So please stop screaming, weeping and bleeding
There's some of us here trying to sleep or just reading
And if you troubled yourself, I think you'd find
That we do have business of our own to mind
Do you have to break up with your boyfriend on your mobile phone?
I'd have waited twenty minutes for the next coach if I'd known
And that was a cheap shot you must admit
About him being the worst shag you'd had, as well as a shit
Though his rejoinder, that so were you
Was quite witty, it's true
Then you dropped the baby bombshell and he couldn't compete
With your fifty-two people on the edge of their seat
As he told you you'd better get it sorted
And you retorted
You'd rather have him aborted
And it was his brother's anyway ...
Must you really break up with your boyfriend on your mobile phone?
'specially since I had to get off just then
And missed the end.
Posted: January 2007. Copyright: Laura King.