Cats On Fire Your Woman

Cover of White Town s classic. Just tell me what you ve got to say to me I ve been waiting for so long to hear the truth It comes as no surprise at all you see So cut the crap and tell me that we re through Now I know your heart, I know your mind You don t even know you re bein unkind So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways Just use me up and then you walk away Boy, you can t play me that way Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right kind of girl for you I could never be your woma