You've Got It Wrong

In a steamed wet window of a pablic house
I'm using it like a mirror and eyeing myself up
And somewhere in the corner
He's telling her a joke
I had to stick the boot in
Because that's not how it gose
She's drinking down his laughter
She don't half love a drink
Someone I never gave half a thought to
He's ever lied before
And somewhere in the corner
He's telling her a joke
And I had to stick the boot in
Because that's not how it gose
You got wrong you got wrong
Don't let me tell you go
She's crying when I tell her
He won't bother us no more
And it'll give us time to wonder
If he's ever lied before
And somewhere in the corner
I'm telling her a joke
And she was crying laughing
That's exactly how it gose