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