Spanish Guitar - Squeeze

Talking to demons that fly through the room

When I’m home late and she’s gone out of tune

No more excuses, I’m being locked out

The key to her heart will never be found

I can’t get close to the one that I love

I try to reason but that’s not enough

It was all right then

Love was there in a friend

Cold nights on sofas, the birds sing all night

Their song my story which sums up my life

The life I’m losing, the love I’ll regret

No sheets, no pillows to make up by bed

Upon the toilet I think very hard

Love’s in the tune of my spanish guitar

And we’re together now

Harmony’s been found

And the spanish guitar can play

Strum, strum, strumming away

She’s the guitar that went out of tune

But now she’s in love with you

In love with you

In love with you