Cats On Fire - Your Woman

Cover of White Town’s classic. Just tell me what you’ve got to say to me I’ve been waiting for so long to hear the truth It comes as no surprise at all you see So cut the crap and tell me that we’re through Now I know your heart, I know your mind You don’t even know you’re bein’ unkind So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways Just use me up and then you walk away Boy, you can’t play me that way Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right kind of girl for you I could never be your woma