Serial Monogamy - Readers Wives

I don’t know your name

I just know you’re going home

I’ve got games to play

And a score to scribble up on the blackboard, so …

No, I don’t know your name

And I don’t want to hear your feelings expressed at all, at all

And if you ask me what the story is

I won’t even let you get dressed at hall

I am no serial monogamist

I’m like a dog when I get pissed

Climbing on the nearest bitch to me

I am no serial monogamist

No romantic, no fantasist

I don’t know what you see in me

No, I don’t know how you’re feeling

Now you don’t recognize this ceiling

Just like when you wake your first morning on holiday

But this is not Santa Ponça

And I’m far from a forkey foreigner

You can get the bus around the corner

I’ve got shit to do today

I am no serial monogamist

I’m like a dog when I get pissed

Climbing on the nearest bitch to me

I don’t want your serial monogamy

It’s sleeping around disguised as freedom

And no one in that bar last night was free

I only want one to work out

I only want one to work out

I only want one

I only want one

I only want one to work out

I only want one to work out

I only want one to work out

I only want one to work out

I am no serial monogamist

So what happens when you get pissed

Is you don’t come calling me at home

I don’t see the relevance of lingering

Or a ring around a finger

When we’re happier alone

I am no serial monogamist

No romantic, no fantasist

I don’t know what you see in me

I am no serial monogamist

I’m like a dog when I get pissed

It’s great

Knee deep in V. D