Lyrics by Lennon

It was a tragicomedy scene
That made me wish the ground would have opened
Cos I told you who I hoped it was from
It was a letter written by hand
Quoting lyrics by Lennon and McCartney
And I told you how I hated those songs
 
When all along the sender was you
And how are we to live this down?
 
It was a plot line with a twist so contrived
You might have hoped you hadn’t yet woken
As I stood there getting everything wrong
Even after you told me that she
And I were not suited and that Lennon and McCartney
Had in your view not being eclipsed by anyone
 
And all along the sender was you
And how are we to live this down?
 
Three days later you came round
And you left your notebook open
And the handwriting seemed familiar
So I finally put two and two together right then