Sentimental - 坂本龙一 (さかもと りゅういち)
Always late for every date
You know how much I hate to wait
You're always talking on the phone
And nagging me to hurry home
You're criticizing how I dress
While leaving our room in a mess
When you complain of gaining weight
You put more food onto my plate
But after all the fuss and fighting
Making up is so exciting
First it was lust
Now you're all
That I trust
'Cos it's us
So we stay
Sentimental
As a satin bouquet
Domineering
Interfering
Never notice what I'm wearing
Always lose the keys to cars
And usually out late in bars
But when we try to work things out
Why do you always have to shout
Still if I told you to forget it
I would sure live to regret it
Could it be that egos clashing
Give us all those nights of passion
First it was lust
Now you're all
That I trust
'Cos it's us
So we stay
Sentimental
As a satin bouque
