Widow Twanky

So you’re sweeping
Out of my world
Widow Twanky
You were my girl
Now you’re flouncing out of my life
Not a back look
Hey
Not a bad way
To say goodbye
When you prick me
Do I not bleed?
When you stick me
Do you succeed?
There were times
Pantomime dame
I could’ve taken you down
Times I slapped you down and fucked around
And called you stupid cow
I’m paying the price for it now
You’re inside me
I’m inside you
You’re inside me now
What can I do?
On a road made of stone
I am walking alone as you
In the blaze of the day
I’m a pantomime dame
You’re inside me
Widow Twanky
What can I do?