The Wedding Present - Soup lyrics

She can't believe that's the fourth bottle he's uncorking He can't believe that they've just wasted another hour talking He pours more wine into her cup and together they watch the sun come up And then he says: "I'll love you if you'll let me" And she says: "But, baby, you've only just met me!" Touching, laughing, flirting, dreaming But, inside, there's a voice that's screaming No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you He says: "Don't wake up, but I have to be somewhere else today" And, still wearing make-up, she watches as he walks away And, although he's managed to enthral her, she already knows that he will never call her No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you No soup for you, no soup for you