I came in here, just to see his guilty face   I'm just checkin'   He's been dead twenty years but I sort of miss the chase   I'm just checkin'      I've seen folk just like her, pop their noses round the door   They're just checkin'   If this is where their husband was between 1 and 4   They're just checkin'      Nothing hits so definite, hits so hard   When he's moved from Old White Hart   and he's doing the Old Graveyard   We're running a check. On the love we had taken away   We're running a check. That death wasn't fortnight astray   Nothing hits so definite (repeat)      The mask of sobriety for afternoons he'd save   I'm just checkin'   If he could fool me regularly he'd certainly fool his grave   I'm just checkin'      I've seen those widows pray for the hunt that was taken away   They're just checkin'   They pretend they've just popped by like they popped by yesterday   They're just checkin'      I came round here in case he left a slate   No one settles up around here, like the widowed or the late   We've seen folk like you settle bills or family feuds   But no one's bought a drink for those that death excludes   We're just checkin'   We're just thinkin'   We're just sinkin'