When We meet again just refer to Me as "Back Then"
Or Pretend not to Recall
Ever knowing Me at all
Or Hanging Round My Door
Begging for more

When You begin playing to win
That's when the Losers rush in

And I
I got better than You
At jumping the Queue to get closer to seeing
Who's Who

A man without a Home is never alone
Well just look at what He's got
The Whole Parking Lot
In those Unsheltered Places
There's always other Faces

Take Mine for a Start
It's like a Modern Work at Art
Disturbing and Lacking in Heart

And I
I got better than You
At jumping the Queue to get closer to seeing
Who's Who

It must be so Wonderful
Being You Everyday
Oh it must be so Wonderful
Always gettin' Your Way

A Common Dialogue
Is the Best Thing that You'll get
From ther Woman You call Your Wife
So Try not to forget
To tear out and burn
The Things You unlearn

Your Future exists in Her Shopping Lists
Please call Your Office

And I
I got better than You
At jumping the Queue to get closer to seeing
Who's Who

I got better than You
I got better than You

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Writer(s): CHRISTINE HYNDE