Lyrics What's All This - Herbert Grönemeyer

What's All This

his pyjamas lie there in my bed\nhis comb stuck in my brush\ni said what’s all this?\nhis shoes stand in a tidy row\nthat’s nice to see when you get home\nwhat’s all this?\nhis after-shave hangs in the air\nhe might have chosen mine to wear\nwhat’s all this?\nyou say he’s moved in with you here\nyou point me to the door, that’s clear\nwhat’s all this?\nhis favourite dish upon the stove\ni’d shove my fist right down his throat but mustn’t\nno, i mustn’t\nof embarassment he shows no trace\nhis friendly smile lights up the place\nhe’s grinning, just grinning!\nhow come i deserve to be\nthe fool that he makes out of me\nat least you could have given me a clue\nyou could have had a one-night fling\nin time i’d forget evyerthing\nbut i’ve got no chance\ni’m left no time to understand\nif you could see you’ve hurried love\nhis head slumped on his double chin\nsince when d’you go for a slob like him\nwhat’s all this?\nwhat’s that you say?\nhow come you throw your heart to waste\non such a sponge, a blubber-face?\nwhat’s that?\nwhat’s it all about?\ni left you often on your own\nfor him you kick me out of house and home\nwhat’s all this?\nWhat’s all it about?\nhow come…\nyou try to seem such perfect lovers\noh how you two deserve each other\nso innocent, but laughing too loud\nyou must have really suffered guilt so\nas you were tossing in your pillows\nsince when have you had a heart made of stone?\nyou drank my love up in one go\nhow come…