Edwyn Collins - The magic piper

I'm through with love hangovers, It's best that I stay sober. No rolling in the clover, No Gretna Green trip over. No honeymoon in Paris, I only feel embarrassed For the cool cats, The charmed kittens, Both smitten by the love songs That he's written. Caught in the sights Of a deadly sniper: The magic piper of love. The magic piper of love. Of love, of love. My girlfriend, she go blotto Of cunnings and his grotto. It turns out he's a dirty old man. The nice place that I want to be, Is sat up on this Christmas tree, While playing these games of Catch as catch can. Cause he's a sweet talker, A silent stalker. All the savvy of a street walker. More deadly than a horned viper: The magic piper of love. The magic piper of love. Of love, of love. He's a heart breaker, A mover and a shaker: The magic piper of love. It's kind of hard to swallow, You know you've gotta follow, The magic piper of love. Cause he's a city slicker, An expert politic-er: The magic piper of love. Of love, of love. Of love, of love. Of love, of love.