Text: Lloyd Cole. For The Pleasure of Your Company.

Heaven is a shadow of your live
I'm a lonesome
Alcoholic for your kiss
Should I sit around and wait

Well, I had a chance
I hesitate
To ask you for the pleasure
Of your company

What would you say
Would you've think about it
Would you've think about it
Right now

I've been put upon
I've been passed 'round
For ever and I'm waiting for
The thirteenth of never

Should I swear to be true, should you give a damn
What I say or do
Well, I'm asking for the pleasure
Of your company

What would you say
Would you've think about it?
Would you've think about it?
Right now

Love, a cheat
I've got everything you need
And I'm asking for the pleasure
Of your company

What do you say?
Baby, oh
'Cause it's been a long time
Baby, think about it