The Chefs - Thrush lyrics

It was in the spring of 1978 I met you at a disco You asked me for a date Little did I know that soon I would have a sore twat I know now I should not have tempted fate Nasty little pills and other things I've had to use Sticky and disgusting These d** one can't abuse Going round my system I never really trust them Three months I tried but it was hard to lose I'm not a pretty sight I used to be delightful I know that I am right 'Cause you've been rather spiteful Darling you've diseased me I thought you did not care You never tried to please me When I was lying there I was just a bunk-up for you to get your spunk up As things went it really wasn't fair But soon I will be better the doctors say to me The medicine's seem to work and I know you will agree When you are infected Apply them as directed And soon from imperfections you'll be free I'm not a pretty sight I used to be delightful I know that I am right 'Cause you've been rather spiteful I loved you madly I took you gladly You hurt me badly I left you sadly