The Real End

(album: The Magazine - 1984)

Once I had a sweet love
Always followed me around
Way I treated my little lamb was like
The Marquis DeSade and her new clown
Well, I guess I hurt him, I guess I hung up
I guess I should have called him back
I guess I didn't care, maybe I left him there
Maybe a woman just acts like that

Well, what's the matter?
Hey, baby, baby, what's the matter?
Don't you want me?
What's the matter?
Now baby, baby, what's the matter?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?

Well, I have some dough
Now I have a big car
And I turned around and all the money was spent
I don't know wherever it goes, but
That's probably where my baby went
You got a new boy
He's so fine
He wants to be with you all the time
But don't tell him he's the only one
Or your new boy becomes a hard to find

What's the matter?
Hey, baby, baby, what's the matter?
Don't you want me?
What's the matter?
Now baby, baby, what's the matter?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?

Could I tell you about it?

Once you find yourself a better man
Treat him special all of the time
Well, make him some catfish, fry it up in bed
Don't leave him hanging on the telephone line
But keep him guessing, don't tell him where you are
Keep all your old linen to yourself
Keep your bank account
What you don't worry about
If you can give, well, it might be able to work out

What's the matter?
Hey, baby, baby, what's the matter?
You look so funny, what's the matter?
Now baby, baby (What's the matter?)
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end?
Is this the real end, baby?