Aftermath lyrics

Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It's down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She's under my thumb

Ain't it the truth babe?

Under my thumb
The squirmin' dog who's just had her day
Under my thumb
A girl who has just changed her ways

It's down to me, yes it is

You don't know what's going on, you've been gone for far too long
you can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby, my poor discarded baby
I said baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out, yes, you are
I said you're left out of there without a doubt

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love, both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday

I said "Oh no, doncha follow me no more"
I said "Oh no, doncha follow me no more"
Well I'm looking for my face
and I got no place to go
I said "Oh no, doncha follow me no more"
I said "Oh no, doncha follow me no more"
Well, pick your own mind
and don't you touch mine no more

Still waiting here for a single idea
In your clothes and your hair
I wore it last year

My sweet lady Jane, when I see you again
Your servant am I, and will humbly remain
Just heed this plea, my love. On bended knees my love
I pledge myself to lady Jane

My dear lady Anne, I've done what I can
I must take my leave, for promised I am
The play is run, my love. Your time has come my love
I pledge my soul to lady Jane

Oh, my sweet Marie, I wait at your ease

I'm not talkin' about the kind of clothes she wears
Look at that stupid girl
I'm not talkin' about the way she combs her hair
Look at that stupid girl
The way she powders her nose
Her vanity shows and it shows
She's the worst thing in this world
Well, look at that stupid girl

I'm not talkin' about the way she digs for gold
Look at that stupid girl

Spendin' too much time away
I can't stand another day
Maybe you think I've seen the world
But I'd rather see my girl

I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, I'm goin' home
I'm goin' home, bome, bome, bome-bome-bome,
Home, bome, bome, bome, back home
Yes, I am

All those letters ev'ry day
Maybe alright in their way
But I'd love to see your face
When I get home in their place

I am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I am waiting, I am waiting (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

You can't hold out, you can't hold out
Oh yeah, oh yeah
You can't hold out, you can't hold out
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere
Waiting for someone to come out of somewhere

It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
It's not easy
It's not easy living on your own
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's hard (it's not easy)
And it's a pretty hard thing (it's not easy)
It's not easy living on your own

All of the things that you used to do
If they're done now, well they're done by you
It seems a big failing in a man
To take his girl for granted if he can

High and dry well, I'm up here with no warning
High and dry well, I couldn't get a word in
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standing here just high and dry

A minute I was up there standing by her side
The next I was down there, well, left out of the ride and;
High and dry oh, what a way to go
She left me standing here just high and dry

Well, I was happy here at home
I got everything I need
Happy bein' on my own
just living the life I lead

Well, suddenly it dawned on me
that this was not my life
So I just phoned the airline girl
and said Get me on flight number 505,
get me on flight number 505

Well, I confirmed my reservation
Then I hopped a cab
No idea of my destination
and feeling pretty bad

With my suitcase in my hand

I'm givin' you a piece of my mind.
There no charge of any kind.
Try a very simple test.
You should just retrace your steps.

And think back, back a little bit baby.
Back, back alright.
Think, think, think back baby.
Think, think back a bit girl.
Think, think, think back baby.
Tell me who's fault was that, babe
Tell me who's fault was that, babe

Think about a year ago.