Nobody's Twisting Your Arm - The Wedding Present

And when I called your house

I’m sure your sister thought that I was somebody else

I heard a laugh down the phone

And then the answer came that you weren’t at home (ohh)

You know I never go there

Because I hate to dance and you really don’t care

Why don’t you go on your own?

How can you lie there and say that you’ll come back alone?

(ohh)

Oh well that’s fine

I don’t care anymore

Nobody’s twisting your arm

Here’s the key

There’s the door

Before we go back in

What about those secret smiles that you were giving to him?

Oh just «somebody you met»

Well I go out of my way and this is the thanks that I get!

(ahh)

I’m just a slave to your greed

I’m not the kind of boyfriend that you need

But if you’d like me to go

You’ll get no trouble from me just so long as I know (ohh)

Oh well that’s fine

I don’t care anymore

Nobody’s twisting your arm

Here’s the key

There’s the door

Take it away, Grapper!

Oh well that’s fine

I don’t care anymore

Nobody’s twisting your arm

Here’s the key

There’s the door

I don’t love you anymore