I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case 
 I love you in the songs,
 I write and sing 

 Love you because,
 you put me in my rightful place 
 And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring 

 Cheap, never cheap 
 I'll sing you songs till you're asleep 
 When you've gone upstairs I'll creep 
 And write it all down 

 Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane 
 I wrote so many songs about you 
 I forget your name (I forget your name) 
 Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
 I forget your name
 Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
 I forget your name 

 I love your from the bottom of my pencil case 
 I love the way you never ask me why 
 I love to write about each wrinkle on your face 
 And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry 

 Deep so deep, 
 the number one I hope to reap 
 Depends upon the tears you weep,
 so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry 

 Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue 
 You made me so much money,
 I wrote this song for you 
 Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
 I wrote this song for you 
 Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
 I wrote this song for you 

 So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
 Turned her grief into glory
 Late at night, by the typewriter light,
 She ripped his ribbon to shreds