| Belle & Sebastian Tigermilk (1996)
 My Wandering Days Are Over
 
 You know my wandering days are over
 Does that mean that I'm getting boring?
 You tell me
 I'm tired of listening to myself now
 I'm tired of fixing things for Michael and the rest of them
 
 You know my bip-bopping days are over
 I hung my boots up and then retired from the disco floor
 Now the centre of my so called being is
 The space between your bed and wardrobe with the louvre doors
 
 I said 'My celibate days are over'
 You put me straight on the finer points of my speech rehearsed
 In the mirror of my steamy bathroom
 Where the lino tells a sorry story in a monologue
 
 Six months on, the winter's gone
 The disenchanted pony
 Left the town with the circus boy
 The circus boy got lonely
 It's summer, and it's sister song's
 Been written for the lonely
 The circus boy is feeling melancholy
 
 It's got to be fate that's doing it
 A spooky witch in a sexy dress has been bugging me
 With the story of the way it should be
 With the story of Sebastian and Belle the singer
 
 I said 'My one man band is over'
 I hit the drum for the final time and I walked away
 I sew you in Japanese restaurant
 You were doing it for business men on the piano, Belle
 You said it was a living Hell
 You said that it was Hell
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