I love you from the bottom of my pencil case

I love you in the words I write and sing

Love you because you put me in my rightful place

And I love the PRS cheques that you bring

Cheap, never cheap

I’ll sing you songs till you’re asleep

When you’ve gone upstairs I’ll creep

And write it all down

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane

I wrote so many songs about you

I forget your name (I forget your name)

Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel too

Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel too

I forget your name

I love you from the bottom of my pencil case

I love the way you never ask me why

I love to write it down each wrinkle on your face

And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry

Deep, so deep, the number one I hope to reap

Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovely cry, cry, cry, cry

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue

You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you

Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel too

I wrote this song for you

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story

Turned her grief into glory

Late at night by the typewriter light,

She ripped his ribbons to shreds