I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case
I love you in the songs, I write and sing
Love you because, you put me in my rightful place
And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring

Cheap, never cheap
I'll sing you songs till you're asleep
When you've gone upstairs I'II creep
And write it all down

Oh Shirley, oh Deborah, oh Julie, oh Jane
I wrote so many songs about you
I forget your name (I forget your name)
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I forget your name

I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
I love the way you never ask me why
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face
And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry

Deep so deep, the number one I hope to reap
Depends upon the tears you weep, so cry, lovely cry, cry, cry, cry

Oh Cathy, oh Alison, oh Phillipa, oh Sue
You made me so much money, I wrote this song for you
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I wrote this song for you
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I wrote this song for you
For you, i wrote this song for you

(Song For Whoever, Beautiful South)



i've realised tt if i stop walking round the back of Tan Boon Liat building, i won't get so scared like i did yesterday. the day was good, then bad, then good, then bad... so it was ok i guess. the office is only a bit bigger than my bedrm, but i have my own work corner. which is cool with me. downside, i have to take a basic course in rockclimbing/abseiling where my bosses/colleagues/instructors - who all happen to be all of 2 pple - will show me the ropes (please laugh at my intended pun). this, so i will understand the co better. seems they expect quite a bit of me. i hope they don't over-expect, cos i really don't think i'm oh so capable. i should revise my sleeping schedule; was so deadbeat i KO-ed on the train.

thank you andrew, for sending me nick valensi's picture. fwah, all the handsomeness, man... woo hoo! mm-mm! sweet dreams are made of- *wink*