Talking about you

She
Came out sweating
Her sequins dropping like stars on the
Floor
Her fish nets in
Her handbag, lipstick all inside the door

Oh, hush, now, here she comes
All flushed and having fun

We were just talking, talking about you ]
We are not vicious, we are not bitchy ]
Talking about the things you lack ] (Chorus)

Who
Would wear diamonds
Who would be seen dead in that setting
Her
Little Miss Hands
Every stone squeezed from blood and petting

Oh, hush, now, here she is
All crushed with looking Liz

(Chorus)

She's
Getting porky
She doesn't know who did it 'cos of
All
The copy door keys
And all those buses, toilets, and the halls

Oh, hush, now, here she comes
All flushed and having fun

(Chorus)