You're My Waterloo

You'll never fumigate the demons
 No matter how much you smoke
 Just say you love me for three good reasons
 And I'll throw you the rope
 You don't need it because you are the survivor
 Of more than one life
 And you're the only lover I had
 Who ever slept with a knife
 But you're not Judy Garland
 Oh, just like me, you've never really had a home of your own
 And I'm not Tony Hancock, baby
 Until the dawn we'll stone the crows
 We'll stone the crows
 We'll stone the crows
 And you see I've brought you flowers
 I've brought you flowers, all collected from the Old Vic Stage
 And I've been sitting here for hours, baby
 Just chasing these words across the page
 You're my Waterloo
 I'll be your Gypsy Lane
 And I'm so glad we know just what to do
 And exactly who's to blame
 You're my Waterloo
 I'll be your Stanley Park
 Well, I'm so glad we know just what to do
 And no one's left stumbling around
 Tumbling around
 Fumbling around in the dark
 Always in the dark
 Always in the dark
 Always in the dark
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 You're my Waterloo
 I'll be your Calvary
 Well, I'm so glad we know just what to do
 And everyone's gonna be happy
 'Cause everyone's gonna be happy
 Everyone's gonna be happy
 But of course