Album by Pulp
Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Pulp, I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream About
By Pulp, Well, it happened years ago When you lived on Stanhope Road We
By Pulp, You say you've got to go home 'Cos he's sitting on
By Pulp, Oh yeah, imagine it is a film and you're the
By Pulp, First you let him in your bed Now he's moved inside
By Pulp, We like drivin' on a Saturday night Past the leisure center
By Pulp, No wonder you're looking thin When all that you live on
By Pulp, You'd better watch what you're wearing If you want him to
By Pulp, Are you trying to put me on? I turned around and
By Pulp, She likes to watch the moon As it travels through the