Damien

I Grew out of being a groupie,
Don't fit into those threads now,
No more threesomes in the spa,
With a girl we met in the crowd.

No more cutting the drummers grass,
While he's working up on stage,
Or fending off those crazy chicks,
Who thought under my dress I was male!

No more watching the sun come up,
Just after our 2nd E,
No more sobbing at heartfelt ballads,
Penned on dodgy speed...

No more bets or estimates,
Of how many chicks glen will pull,
No more listening to Petey Poohs,
Missing his Rachael girl.

No more setting Jesse up,
With pretty Canadian girls,
Or decorating Scotty's bedroom,
With kinky bondage toys.

No more bimbo bouncers,
Or cute barmaids in my bed,
Now I wait on tables ,
And sleep all night instead.

Thanks for such great memories,
And for letting me come on tour ,
Thanks your friendship and company,
And for loyalty that was pure.

Now I'm a mother and somebody's wife,
And the choices I made took me to a new life,
But I'll always treasure your heart which is true,
And for the rest of my life I will love you.

Leah
xxx