She’s much more refined than you, you imply.
She cooks cordon bleu, and will not fry.
She’s passed her MA in her house in the country,
and you, my dear, are a single mummy.
I’m doing you one big favour, you know.
In the public gaze with my music studio -
all women want me but can’t have me, so...
it’ll last while it’s fun then it’s off I must go.
Thanks for discretion, you **** girl.
When you do that just there, all my toes curl…
Rock star, affair, heartbreak