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Description
Composer Lyricist, Vocalist, Lyricist, Composer: Robert Smith
Composer, Vocalist: Michael Dempsey
Composer: Lol Tolhurst
Producer: Chris Parry
Engineer: Mike Hedges
Recording Second Engineer: Mike Dutton
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ooh!
You wear your smile like it was going out of fashion.
Dressed to inflame without any ideas of passion.
Carry your love in a trinket hanging around your throat.
Always inviting, always exciting, but I must not take off my coat.
But I'm tired of hanging around. I want somebody new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
You ask me questions that I never wanted to hear.
I am the only one just until you finish this year.
I would murder you if I had the alibi here in my hand.
But you just laugh 'cause you don't understand.
That I'm tired of hanging around.
I want somebody new.
I'm not sure who I've got in mind, but I know that it's not you.
That it's not you.
That it's not you. That it's not you.
That it's not you.
That it's not you.
No, it's not you.
That it's not you.
It's not you.
It's not you.
Yeah.