We Were Meant To Be

I thought you said that you'd phone me this weekend, Cause at the weekend the phone calls are cheaper. You left a note but I did not read it, I threw it away. I took a tube to the west end of London, To see a friend who I'd almost forgotten, He gave me hope that I still hadn't lost you, I threw it away. I thought that you belonged to me, That we were meant to be. I thought you said that every so often, We had a love that was better unspoken, But you, you fool, you fool, you lose. Fat Kelly's teeth The spaces between all the towns, Is where I lay my sweetheart down. The spaces between her cruellest insults is where I stopped being faithful, The gaps between Fat Kelly's Teeth, Distract my eyes from her body, And as she pulls me to the floor, I don't feel that guilty, My trousers are below my knees, And her skirts above her waist. But in the cold sober light she's not nearly so pretty, But if I drink more gin her grace might return. My sweetheart don't know, And I sure won't tell her that fat Kelly's teeth have bitten chunks out of me, And what was I thinking of when I went home with her, She had sympathy, she had cigarettes, Now they've all disappeared, Between her teeth, between her teeth. And I always forget, how quick the rot sets, And now that the sun sets, I must go home, I don't feel regretful, I don't feel ungrateful, Even though I'm unfaithful I don't feel that bad --- We Were Meant to Be - Hefner