Lipstick on my collar

Stumbling home in the early hours of the morning sun
after another late night but I guess I had fun
I'm not really sure why my conscience keeps on nagging me
I put my key in the door, there she stands, she's waiting up for me

She has a really angry look on her face
is this really the right place?
I don't get no welcome embrace
what have I done wrong?

(chorus)
You've got lipstick on your collar
how did it get there? - well, I dont have a clue
lipstick on my collar
yes, I know it's not the first time I get
lipstick on my collar
I can see you're upset love, but the
lipstick on my collar
doesn't mean anything, it doesn't mean a thing...

The following weeks my girl made my shoes a really bad palce to be in
I assured her I didn't know who's mouth had been so close to me that evening
but to stay alive I've got to have a pint everynow and then
so I met up with my friends to have a raving party again

That night she greets me with a peculiar stare
she scratches my face and pulls my hair
so I grabb her and tell her: this is not fair!
what have I done this time?

(chorus)

But to show that I'm really her man
the next night I brought her along
I bought her a glass, she says it's to strong
and finally proven wrong