I love you from the bottom, of my pencil case 
I love you in the songs,
I write and sing 

Love you because,
you put me in my rightful place 
And I love the PRS cheques, that you bring 

Cheap, never cheap 
I'll sing you songs till you're asleep 
When you've gone upstairs I'll creep 
And write it all down 

Oh Shirley, Oh Deborah, Oh Julie, Oh Jane 
I wrote so many songs about you 
I forget your name (I forget your name) 
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too
I forget your name
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
I forget your name 

I love your from the bottom of my pencil case 
I love the way you never ask me why 
I love to write about each wrinkle on your face 
And I love you till my fountain pen runs dry 

Deep so deep, 
the number one I hope to reap 
Depends upon the tears you weep,
so cry, lovey cry, cry, cry, cry 

Oh Cathy, Oh Alison, Oh Phillipa, Oh Sue 
You made me so much money,
 I wrote this song for you 
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
I wrote this song for you 
Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Deborah, Annabel, too 
I wrote this song for you 

So let me talk about Mary, a sad story
Turned her grief into glory
Late at night, by the typewriter light,
She ripped his ribbon to shreds