"Your Bit Of Stuff" lyrics - PAUL HEATON

I'm your enemy then I'm your friend
I'm your punchbag as night time ends
I'm too much then not enough
Baby I'm your bit of stuff

Previous loves you may have found
They left you on stony ground
But I'll make full your loving cup
Baby I'm your bit of stuff

Your hair's unkempt and it's greying
Your gut's hanging over your jeans
All of my friends agree on one thing
You're hardly the girl of my dreams

And they can't see what you saw in me
And mine can't see what I saw in you
A mystery to all your friends
I'll always be
And all my friends just like yours
Ain't got a clue

The perfect man's out there somewhere
Fair of skin, full of hair
Don't kid yourself just give up
'Cause baby I'm your bit of stuff

Your eyesight and hearing are fading
Your stretchmarks
Have spread to your feet
Each of my family members you've met
Assumed you were out on release

You're my Bonnie, I'm your Clyde
You're the one I'll die beside
Go tell the others competitions tough
'Cause baby I'm your bit of stuff
Previous lovers have come and been
Haven't like just, just what they've seen
You're enigmatic, you're off the cuff
'Cause baby you're my bit of stuff