Sweet Dreams My L.a. Ex (bimbo Jones Club Mix

Hey, hang your red gloves up

'Cause there's nothing left to prove now

Hey, hang your red gloves up

Baby, no-one cares but you

What planet are you from

Accuse me of things that I never done

Listen to you carrying on

Cheating another love song

If I were in your shoes

I'd whisper before I shout

Can't you stop playing that record again

Find somebody else to talk about

If I were in your shoes

I'd worry of the effects

You've had your say but now its my turn

Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex

We've had it on full steam

'Til the light comes back to you now

Hey, is it all it seems

Is it all you dreamed and more

What planet are you from

Accuse me of things that I never done

Listen to you carrying on

Cheating another love song

If I were in your shoes

I'd whisper before I shout

Can't you stop playing that record again

Find somebody else to talk about

If I were in your shoes

I'd worry of the effects

You've had your say but now its my turn

Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex

Does it make you feel the man

Pointing the finger because you can

I spare it loud and clear

Baby, that tongues not welcome around here

You turned the city round (L.A. Ex)

Do you think I give a damn (L.A. Ex)

Do you think that I'm the fairer (S-E-X)

Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex

If I were in your shoes

I'd whisper before I shout

Can't you stop playing that record again

Find somebody else to talk about

If I were in your shoes

I'd worry of the effects

You've had your say but now its my turn

Sweet dreams my L.A. Ex