Robbie Williams - You're History

When you were collectin'
For your sex appeal
He was in killin' fields
Over you
You went and took away his self respect
Put him out like a cigarette
You blow

Don't bother comin' home
You said all you've got to say
He can get with the girls again
'Cause he's a charmin' man
It's true
He can drink with the boys tonight
And have a fight, alright
And spew
You're history
You're history

Got your tits done
And moved out the very next day
All you left was the bill to pay
What a front
Could she not see what you're a righteous man?
Bible in hand
Cupid stunned

He used to want your love
Now he wants you to go away
He can drink t'il he's comatosed
Yeah he rocks the most
Can't you see
He's got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright
No sympathy
You're history
You're history

Don't bother comin' home
You said all you've got to say
He can get with the girls again
'Cause he's a charmin' man
Its true
He can drink with the boys all night
And have a fight, alright
And spew

He will drink 'til he's comatosed
Yeah, He rocks the most
Can't you see?
He's got diamonds in his eyes tonight
Could give you quite a fright
Yes siree
You're history

Written by:
Robert Peter Williams, Guy Antony Chambers

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Exploration Group LLC

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