Stolen Diary - Frankie Big Face

Saturday at 2
I sit and watch your friend waiting for you
She checks her phone to see there's nothing there
She slinks into her chair
And signals for une autre Étraire

Time to use my wile
I offer her a bonjour and a smile
She tells me that her friend is being rude
I order us some food
And soon we're making love in the nude

Cause I keep every appointment in my stolen diary

The Royal Albert Hall
Fetch the tickets waiting for me at will call
And when I'm asked I Flash my fake ID
The clerk smiles back at me
And says enjoy the symphony

When I take my seat
I find a stunning beauty sitting next to me
She tells me that she so loves Martinů
I lie and say me too
And soon we're shagging in the loo

Cause I keep every appointment in my stolen diary

I've tried to make it out on my own
And found myself all alone
It's easy it's easy it's easier
To follow someone else's path
And deal with the aftermath
Than face up to the sorry facts
That I'm just not that interesting

How far should I go?
Is it wrong to let a patient just not show?
It's nice to have someone look after me
And how bad can it be?
Who can't use some free surgery?

Then I start to fade
And I get the sense mistakes are being made
And suddenly the room is filled with noise
Concern in every voice
But I'm okay; I made my choice

Cause I keep every appointment in my stolen diary
Cause I keep every appointment in my stolen diary