Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
Lloyd Cole
I got your letter baby the one that said
You've been loving me too long
Maybe we should kick it in the head
Right on
Well I guess you've really got some kind of way with words
Maybe you could be a writer
You could do worse
'Cause when I saw you I just knew
I always would belong to you
Goodbye babe
Pray you'll never see my smiling face
Sweetheart, sweet Jane
Guess you'll find some other Jimmy to take my place
All right
I want my photographs back and my Borsolino key
Keep the Cartier, babe I wouldn't give you the time of day
Born a lady to the last perfumed stationery
Does it make you feel good to make me feel ordinary?
'Cause when I saw you I just knew
I always would belong to you
Goodbye babe
Pray you'll never see my smiling face
Sweetheart, my complete heart's
Trashed and bleeding over sordid details
In my suitcase
Right on
Sweetheart was written by Lloyd Cole.
Sweetheart was produced by Lloyd Cole & Fred Maher & Paul Hardiman.