Thea Gilmore - People Like You lyrics

Sex is the open sesame To a rich man's eyes And I am not prepared To be patronised To compromise, to sanitise My ugly tongue cold eyes And babe you know you'd better watch those incriminations Watch what those fingers do 'Cause life has a funny way Of pointing those fingers Back at you And she can be a hole in the mattress Of a back alley bedroom Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with People, people like you People like you And sweetheart I think you should let me hold your grudge for you I'm a little better qualified and a lot more willing too And she just sits there looking vacant like they always do Well you never know anyone, anyway I never even knew myself, myself until today Now my life's a newspaper with some pages blown away And she can be a hole in the mattress Of a back alley bedroom Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with People, people like you People like you What does this What does this What does this smile What does this What does this What does this smile What does this What does this What does this smile do for you? Does it do it for you? She can be a hole in the mattress Of a back alley bedroom Where each frame of her life is blue and stained with People, people like you People like you Well, do people like you? Like they're not supposed to Well, I Said I Oh, I Know so many people like you