Emily

Took off our ties
Straight after school
For lager and limes
Shooting pool
Underhand cigarettes
To compilation cassettes
Now that those days are over
I wish I'd done more to know her
I was much too caught up with myself
To bother looking back
So I didn’t see that Emily
Was slipping through the cracks

There was a club
And we would go
Cutting the rug
In junk shop clothes
Yeah we looked pretty fab
Falling out of a cab
Now that those days are over
I wish I'd done more to know her
I was much too caught up with myself
To bother looking back
So I didn't see that Emily
Was slipping through the cracks
Summers went by
She moved around
I know that she tried
To settle down
But playing telephone tag
Can be a bit of a drag

Now that those days are over
I wish I’d done more to know her
I was much too caught up with myself
To bother looking back
So I didn't see that Emily
Was slipping through the cracks