Saturday, October 04, 2003

He's a Japanese Boy

I don't know who Aneka is, but her fucking song is stuck in my head like a dagger to the skull.
He said that he loved me — never would go
Now I find I'm sitting here on my own
Was it something I said or done?
That made him pack his bags up and run
Could it be another he's found?
It's breaking up a happy home

Mister, can you tell me where my love has gone?
He's a Japanese boy
I woke up one morning and my love was gone
Oh my Japanese boy
Oh — I miss my Japanese boy

People ask about him every day
Don't know what to tell them what can I say
If only he would write me or call
A word of explaination — that's all
It would stop me climbing the wall
It's breaking up a happy home

Mister, can you tell me where my love has gone?
He's a Japanese boy
I woke up one morning and my love was gone
Oh my Japanese boy
Oh — I miss my Japanese boy

Was it something I said or done
That made him pack his bags up and run?
Could it be another he's found?
He's breaking up a happy home

Mister can you tell me where my love has gone?
He's a Japanese boy
I woke up one morning and my love was gone
Oh my Japanese boy

Mister can you tell me where my love has gone?
He's a Japanese boy
I woke up one morning and my love was gone
Oh my Japanese boy

Aisle of Thea Tease.