You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your nightdress Discarded all the multi nights for niceness Landed in a very common crisis Everything's an honour in a black hole Nothing seems as pretty as the past though Now Bloody Mary's liking her Tabasco Remember when you used to be a rascal All the boys are slack, the best you ever had The best you ever had is just a memory And those dreams, what does that do they seem What does that do they seem, my love When you dream them up Flicking through a little book of *** tips Remember when the boys were all electric Now when she's still she's gonna get it I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it Clinging to not getting sentimental Said she wasn't going but she went still Likes a gentleman to not be gentle Is it a Macadam or a betting pencil All the boys are slack, the best you ever had The best you ever had is just a memory And those dreams, what does that do they seem What does that do they seem, my love When you dream them up Oh, Rose Where did you go? Where did you go? Where did you go? Oh You're falling about You took a left off last lap lane I'm just sounding it out No, you're not coming back again You're falling about You took a left off last lap lane I'm just sounding it out No, you're not coming back again You used to get it in your fishnets Now you used to get it in your nightglass Started off a multi-night certain iciness Landed in a very common crisis Everything's an honour in a black hole Let me be as pretty as my party doll The Bloody Mary's liking a Tabasco Remember when you used to be a rascal