Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt Your rolled-up sleeves in your skull T-shirt You say, "What did you do with him today?" And sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain We're like how we were again I'm in the tub, you on the seat Lick your lips as I soak my feet

'Cause you're my fella, my guy You hand me your Stella and fly By the time I'm out the door You tear me down like Roger Moore