So you tell me you're certain about it
   Sure to tell me you're rid of me
   How cool can you be
   Shrugging your shoulders saying you're rid of me
   That's the way it is
   So sickly sweet and oh so candy
   No matter which way it is
   I'll live in the flat the council gave me
  
   You'd better move on out now
   Leave town and get on out now
  
   Living with each other only for the sake of it
   Living in a shack they said was 'handy'
   Your good looks blew you out and now you want no part of it
   Suffice to tell me you're rid of me
   That's the way it is
   I'll live in the flat that the housing gave me
  
   Look uh get outa here!
   get outa here!
  
   You'd better move on out now
   Leave town and get on out now
  
   Poisoned letters from snakes who died to make it
   Hung out drying in the cemetery
   My personality always is a problem
   Always was and always will be
   That's the way it is
   You don't need to understand me
   No matter which way it is
   I'll live in the flat that the housing gave me
  
   Look uh get outa here!
   get outa here