He took your breath away
But will you feel the same tomorrow
When you're down on the ropes
He takes the edge away
Same ole routine you fail and follow
You shattered your hopes
Comedy blokes
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You wash the stains away
You let his red hot girls corrupt you
You suckled the rats
He plays the blame charade
You filled your boobs for boys above you
He covered his tracks
You smothered the facts
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
He took the pain away
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
I feel so
Sad Sad Sad Video (MV)
Performed By: Skunk Anansie
Written by: DEBORAH ANN DYER, MARK RICHARDSON, MARTIN IVOR KENT, RICHARD KEITH LEWIS
Skunk Anansie - Sad Sad Sad Lyrics
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He took your breath away
But will you feel the same tomorrow
When you're down on the ropes
He takes the edge away
Same ole routine you fail and follow
You shattered your hopes
Comedy blokes
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You wash the stains away
You let his red hot girls corrupt you
You suckled the rats
He plays the blame charade
You filled your boobs for boys above you
He covered his tracks
You smothered the facts
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
He took the pain away
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
I feel so
But will you feel the same tomorrow
When you're down on the ropes
He takes the edge away
Same ole routine you fail and follow
You shattered your hopes
Comedy blokes
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You wash the stains away
You let his red hot girls corrupt you
You suckled the rats
He plays the blame charade
You filled your boobs for boys above you
He covered his tracks
You smothered the facts
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like his mother
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
You play the blame charade
He took the pain away
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like them others
You're sa-sa-sa-sa-sa-sa so
Bad bad bad
Just like your lovers
You're so
Sad sad sad
Just like your mother
I feel so
Writer: DEBORAH ANN DYER, MARK RICHARDSON, MARTIN IVOR KENT, RICHARD KEITH LEWIS
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management