Lyrics Don't Explain - Linda Bull, Paul Kelly

Don't Explain

Don’t explain, it’s really not your style
I’ve had some fun, you really made me smile
Don’t look so serious, it doesn’t suit your face
Don’t explain, don’t explain
You sure know how to use your hands
But you don’t have a great attention span
Don’t apologise or drop your eyes
Don’t explain, don’t explain
I’ve seen them come, I’ve seen them go
Boys like you
Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads
Boys like you
I’ve seen them come, I’ve seen them go
Boys like you
Their gangster hearts, their dreamy loads
Boys like you
So take your things, I won’t count the days
Sure, you can call on me if you’re ever this way
But if one night you’re lonely, and I have other company
Don’t complain, don’t complain