Standard (EADGBE)

When you were a vixen and I was a chump

You looked at me like I crawled from a swamp

Now things have a different complexion

I'm the object of your affection

Much as I don't doubt your expertise

Find yourself another hunk to squeeze

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Cause it's too late to come fishing

It's too late to come fishing

It's too late and the fish don't like your bait

Tin Pan Ellie better find your way home

I know I had the flair, the clothes

Made you look right down your nose

But now you want to make a new start

I'm so touched by your change of heart

But my diary's fit to overflow

Find yourself another gigolo

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I've seen your work in that TV sketch

Playing poison women is hardly a stretch

And you were type-cast as the Stone Age charmer

In that Darwin docudrama

I'd say our time has all but disappeared

Just like the shine on your fabulous career

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