The Bad Photographer Lyrics

Last Thursday 5.30 A shoot in Ladbroke Grove Hours later Hey, waiter Could you pour some more of those?
All for you and when I'm all alone I'm by the microphone I see your photograph Don't even want to laugh
Some secret must keep it Hey, I wouldn't know who to tell [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-bad-photographer-lyrics-saint-etienne.html ] Next morning, fair warning Ooh you, have you got something to sell?
Wide awake, the cold cold light of day Realize my taste My taste just slips away I say my taste just slips away
Days later Saw the paper How did I fall for you? All for you