Text: Wombats. Guide to Love Loss & Desperation. Little Miss Pipedream.

I think the postman intercepts
Everything I try and send to you
'Cos he's infatuated and he's the fulcrum between us too
And I can't say I blame him 'cause I cheated priest just to get to you

She works in a dental practice
9 till 5 how does she manage?
Considering her nights don't pass out 'till 3
So, I guess that flossing is he last thing in her health routine

And I don't mind that she gets hammered
And goes home with other guys
There's no jealousy
'Cos she's my little pipedream fantasy

I saw her slam back tequila's
Like Oliver Reed on an Irish stag do
And I'll wait if you stay
'Cause foggy London town's not built for me or you
Don't leave miss pipedream 'cos I love you

And I don't mind that she gets hammered
And goes home with other guys, there's no jealousy
Though she grind out with friends but not with me
Oh, she's my little pipedream fantasy