Loneliness Costs Lyrics

[One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.
Two can be as bad as 1, it's the loneliest number since
the number 1]

He's got dust up his nose and I suppose it was down to
the fact that he just lost his English rose
You could tell he was the lowest of lows through the
choice of his clothes, I was shocked cos he usually
posed
He dressed to impress in the brightest of yellows and
reds but that said he looked dead in his threads
Whereas before man he would have paraded today he
looked jaded, face shaved in a masquerade,
Even the horse on his polo was faded,
And I'm afraid it was cos of a lady the one he called
baby, well what can I say she,
Wanted to leave he allowed a return to powder, It was
logical, she was phenomenal, she ticked every box in
the wish list, abdominals too
He said no bruv, if I was you I would write a song for
her,
I can still picture us in Venice on a gondola,
I'm fond of her too, and it's true she got a new man,
but she's only human, people change a lot, what,
Now you got a lot of hot chicks to christen but you
gone and lost the plot on a self destruct mission, soon
I see you in a squat without a pot to piss in, Thinking
of your future now's the time to listen, his livelihood
was disappearing up his nostrils, it's plain to see the
cost of love kills

[One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.
Two can be as bad as 1, it's the loneliest number since
the number 1]

[Because one is the loneliest number] [One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do]

He made no apologies for his vexed look, he easily gets
shook
I paused as I went for my cheque book, to write him a
gesture, but I saw I had to question my motives,
exploded and gave him a lecture,
You're doing more lines than in a whole yellow
textbook,
soon you'll be looking like Daniella Westbrook
Let's look here at the facts man, you're already in
enough shit with the tax man
Plus I know I'm being tough on you like Jeremey Paxman,
You really got clean up your act man, he said thanks
man for the advice, I know intentions are nice, but I
wanna throw my money on vice, I feel as though I'm
putting back some spice in my life

Like posh spice is my wife, this shit gets me through
the trouble and strife, sucking up dust like a Dyson, a
shadow of his former self like Mike Tyson

[Look my son what's done is done, you gotta leave her
alone now you've had your fun, you need to address if
you've been depressed, yes, over reacted and made a
miss]

Cos sometimes one plus one is one, cos two becomes one
when you love someone, but when it's all done you each
become one, you're back to square one, you're lonely

[One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do.
Two can be as bad as 1, it's the loneliest number since
the number 1]

[One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do]
[The loneliest number]
[That you'll ever do]
[It's just no good anymore since you went away]

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