Claire - Aberfeldy

Claire

The woman who lives down the stairs

It’s easy to see when she’s there

She leaves the light on in the hall where

The carpets and cupboards are bare

If she has anything to declare

She never speaks to me at all

So I won’t go asking for a miracle

I’m only going through with a dare

Come on Claire

Claire

There’s something the two of us share

Shakin' our fists in the air

Wailing against everything in sight

It’s not fair

Suffer and nobody cares

Cryin' alone in your chair

The same as I do every night

And if you keep it up just to be dutiful

You know its gonna drive you spare

So come on Claire

Come on Claire

Come on Claire

I know that your husband’s in there

Did you tell him about the affair

I saw his Volvo in the lane I could swear

He’ll be grabbing a hold of your hair

Where the passion is raw as it’s rare

But I’ll bet you’re driving him insane again

And does he tell you that you still look beautiful

In the mini-skirt you used to wear?

Oh come on Claire

Come on Claire

Come on Claire

Come on Claire

Oh come on Claire

Oh come on Claire

Come on Claire