I’m Your No. 1 Fan Songtext
von The Beautiful South
I’m Your No. 1 Fan Songtext
I was handed down the looks of a man with a broken nose
That′s the way our family was I suppose
But at least you gave me deeply profound
As we lay and chatted late upon the cricket ground
You didn't have to love me
Where others got rid
You didn′t have to treat me like a very good friend
But I'm glad that you did
One thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
I′m the richly blessed daughter of a mother with tattooed arms
That's the way my family life, life was charmed
But at least it gave me mental grace
And a thought at the pit of my mind and a smile on my face
You didn′t have to listen
To a word that I'd said
You didn′t have to tell me all those silly old jokes
For every tear that I shed
Every tear that I shed
Cos one thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
I was handed down a bike with a crooked old wheel
But I rode it on a million lanes the way that you made me feel
But at least we thought about it so long and hard
As we sat upon our mother in the graveyard
And you don't have to listen
To a word in this song
Your picture hangs the same and in the same old place
Even though that you've gone
Even though that you′ve gone
′Cause one thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
Yes I am
I'm your number one fan
That′s the way our family was I suppose
But at least you gave me deeply profound
As we lay and chatted late upon the cricket ground
You didn't have to love me
Where others got rid
You didn′t have to treat me like a very good friend
But I'm glad that you did
One thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
I′m the richly blessed daughter of a mother with tattooed arms
That's the way my family life, life was charmed
But at least it gave me mental grace
And a thought at the pit of my mind and a smile on my face
You didn′t have to listen
To a word that I'd said
You didn′t have to tell me all those silly old jokes
For every tear that I shed
Every tear that I shed
Cos one thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
I was handed down a bike with a crooked old wheel
But I rode it on a million lanes the way that you made me feel
But at least we thought about it so long and hard
As we sat upon our mother in the graveyard
And you don't have to listen
To a word in this song
Your picture hangs the same and in the same old place
Even though that you've gone
Even though that you′ve gone
′Cause one thing I never said to you
And one thing I never can
Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers
I'm your number one fan
I′m your number one fan
Yes I am
I'm your number one fan
Writer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com