The Guest

I dive in the kitchen as she sits on the sofa
She's taken her coat off so I turn the heating down
She is your friend - that's all very well
But how could you invite her round?
How could you invite her round?
She watches the telly like an icecube wouldn't melt
Swapping titbits - oh I have to close my eyes
And hum a tune in my head
How could you invite her round?
How could you invite her round?
I thought I'd explained
She's got someone else's face
It's like Invasion Of The Body Snatchers
I try to ignore you as you say I'm being childish
But she's clogging up my head with thoughts I thought were dead
She is your friend - though God knows why
But how could you invite her round?
I thought I'd explained
And her voice is just the same
It's like a professional impersonator
I stay in the kitchen for as long as I can bear
I come back through and she catches my eye
I glare back - this is not the perfect evening
But how could you invite her round?
How could you invite her round?
How could you invite her round?